3 AM explorations hit different in The Pale Garden
Shadows stretch like whispers where the light’s forgotten
Echoes hum through the moss-laden trees
And every step feels like you’re walking through dreams
Vines dripping silver, glowing petals ignite
Unfolding mysteries under pale moonlight
Building something sacred in this quiet decay
But the ground shifts like memories that slip away
Started as a compass, turned to endless paths
Now we’re tracing stories hidden deep in the grass
Frosted blooms mix with the chill of the air
Got me feeling like forever lingers everywhere
Slow dancing with the Creaking to nature’s lullaby
You’re the hum in my silence, the glow in my sky
They say danger’s all around, this place ain’t safe
But I’d risk it all to wander through your enchanted space
The Pale Garden holds its secrets tight
When the overworld fades into soft twilight
Like mist weaving slow and low
Through the roots of what we don’t know
(What we don’t know…)
And they say new lands are cruel
But maybe they just test
The bravery of fools
Who seek the rest
(Who seek the rest…)
Your light tastes like Eyeblossoms and ancient tales
Guiding me through mazes where all else fails
Seeing constellations in the buds that bloom
Even in the shadows, they light up the gloom
They say trust the biome, but it’s unknown ground
Each new corner holds treasures unfound
Every petal deliberate, every path aligned
Leading to a peace I thought I’d never find
Danger turns to beauty when you’re here with me
A garden full of wonder stretching endlessly
Your wisdom’s the roots and your spirit’s the leaves
Together we’ll plant what we believe
Found serenity where I once felt fear
In the silence of this atmosphere
The Pale Garden shifts like a heartbeat’s song
It’s where we belong, where we’ve been all along
Sometimes adventure ain’t about the treasure
Sometimes it’s about the journey’s measure
The quiet between the clicks and the keys
When the world dissolves…
And we just…
Find the beauty we couldn’t see
The Pale Garden holds its secrets tight
When the overworld fades into soft twilight
Like mist weaving slow and low
Through the roots of what we don’t know
(What we don’t… what we don’t… what we…)