Under a quiet Sicilian moon lived The Cave of Blue Dreams. The evening moved slowly, with sea air, flower scents and tiny lights at the windows.
That night a small wonder appeared. The Cave of Blue Dreams did not hurry: The Cave of Blue Dreams looked, listened and let the night explain itself.
With one gentle gesture, The Cave of Blue Dreams discovered that immaginazione can become softer when it is welcomed calmly.
Before sleeping, The Cave of Blue Dreams kept this little thought close: even a very small light can keep us company.
The stars blinked softly, the house grew quiet, and sleep arrived like a warm blanket.
Reading ritual: Read slowly, leaving a few seconds of silence between one scene and the next.
