Prompts

Driftwood and shells whisper to a moonlit parade, reach out in veils of three-fold mystery.

In the path of the noble, seek the eternal in the discarded and the unseen, stretching on an infinite road.

Observe the unseen dance of time, the mythology of diminutive marvels, and the whispers of predictions yet unborn.

Enter the realm where wolves lead, light refracts awry, and emotions exist beyond their due.

Sketch the dance of ignorance refusing rhythm, as it charms the silent truth-tellers.

In the heart of conflict, stir the iron of truth, sound the song of order and create an orchestra of warning.

Under a shroud of choices and qualities, dance the silent song of transformation.

Battle shadows with forgotten truths, in the glow of reborn lanterns, pledge steps with an unspoken prayer.

Sketch the laughter of future healing.

In the dance of the kitchen, let the dapper ribbons play with eager pastries marching under the pale frozen moon.