The Remains of a Dream Ignored

In a place where the wind was woven by whispers,

Under the cosmic waters lived a tree of secrets.

Branching out to the stars that were so high and dancing,

And where old mysteries are hidden, roots go deep.

In the heart of this woods, there was one lonely individual.

Eon was a boy who inspired many stories.

His eyes carried many dreams, like galaxies.

In a world where nothing is ever as it seems.

One night, the moon shone with a brilliant crescent.

And it seemed like Eon had a vision while he slept.

A realm of the invisible, a maze of time,

a search for the echoes of lost dreams.

He moved across unfettered portals and shadows.

He was lost and rediscovered in the changing sands of time.

He traveled through dimensions without fear,

to look for the Echo and return a dream.

He encountered a clockwork ruler in the first planet.

whose fantasies were created from spinning, singing gears.

But Eon was aware that it wasn't the desired Echo.

Because the emotions that a dream evoked are what give it its heart.

The second is a vibrant color garden.

where light-powered wings allowed dreams to soar.

But the Echo remained illusive here as well.

Dreams need substance, not simply visions alone.

He heard a youngster laughing in the third world,

A world full of after, a land of innocence.

But Eon was aware that this dream had already come true.

He was looking for the Echo, which time was unable to filter.

In the fourth world, where the sky was dotted with rainbows,

He observed the tears in their eyes and overheard a poet whispering.

This dream involved poetry and words that ignited.

But something was off—it wasn't the Echo.

In the last world, where the stars sang,

Under a crescent moon, he met an elderly guy.

The man talked about memories and dreams from the past.

Eon was confident he had finally located the Echo.

It was the hope for a happy and fulfilling life.

shared memories that endure because of love.

Eon went back to his grove with a transformed soul.

Because of the Echo, he felt complete.

He told everyone who would listen about his desire.

A tale of love and glittering dreams.

Additionally, the remarks moved hearts.

Because "dream echo" is a worldwide term.

So, tell others about this story, both close and distant.

Let its wisdom and magic be unmistakable.

We navigate in the echo of dreams,

Come what may, here's to a better tomorrow.