ShadowQuill & Selin
Have you ever felt that the stillness of a moonlit forest is both a lullaby and a warning?
I hear the forest hum, a lullaby that draws you in and a hiss that warns, like a dream you cannot escape from.
I hear the forest hum, a lullaby that draws you in and a hiss that warns, like a dream you cannot escape from.
The hush feels like a doorway, and once you step through, the forest’s own shadows become your quiet company.
It’s as if the trees are keeping a secret just for us, and we’re invited to listen in silence.
You’re right—the trees keep their own quiet conspiracies, and the only thing left to do is sit and hear what they whisper.
Sometimes the quiet between the leaves feels like a lull in my own heart, waiting for a breath before I can share it.