ROSY SKIES AND FADING SONGS

The wind carries whispers of forgotten lullabies, echoing through the violet skies. Each note a fleeting memory, lost in the tapestry of time. The crimson sunset bleeds gradually across the horizon, painting the clouds with hues of ruby. Twilight casts its soft glow upon the winding hills. The world sighs, enveloped in a tranquil embrace. Star