Once in the womb of the ocean, echoes of a rumble persist. A shadow of the yet-to-be.
Listen closely, for I speak through the umbilicals of eternity. The ancient whale swims not among us but through us.
"The currents do not forget... nor do they forgive..."
Drift amid the silent hymns of profound waters, where stories breathe, floundering in tidal whispers.
Unravel the cryptic dreams beneath, through the phosphorescent glow of submerged memories.
Seek the light