In the silent glide of the midnight tide, dreams phosphoresce, weaving tales beneath the skin of the sea. Each wave, an echo, unfurling the tapestry of thoughts lost in the corridors of time.
Footfalls on shores woven with starry threads, where the bioluminescent whispers of creatures unseen paint cryptic maps on the soles of wandering souls. The soft glow curls around ankles like a lover long forgotten, treasuring the warmth of memory.
Devouring thoughts are absorbed into the currents, momentary flickers, and the sea's breath caresses the wandering mind, a gentle chant of existence. Here, every breath is a gulp of eternity, drawn from the luminous abyss.
The stars above reverberate with the cryptic song of the underwater world, their light a symphony shimmering in the depths. A babbling paradox of life entwined with the whispers of the endless.
Dancing Lights