In the heart of existence, where stars fizzle and perception itself moral stories fractures, there are creaks that reach us from the shadowed. These cries carry with them an ancient knowledge, a truth that chills the very core of our being. They speak of dimensions beyond our comprehension, entities that exist outside the bounds of time and space.

Once upon a time, there was a little seed who lived in the soft earth. He dreamed of becoming a big and strong tree. But he felt scared to begin. One day, a wise squirrel shared the seed that even though he was small, he had a great lesson to learn. The seed paid attention and realized that flourishing takes patience. He put in his best to grow tow