Underwater Whispers
As the moon sank beneath the skeletal horizon, whispers from the ocean's depths climbed through the void, seeking ears untouched by mortal sin.
Conduct the choir of sea urchins, find solace among drifting starfish. Only the tides know when to breathe. Shadows lengthen, a forgotten language spoken.
On this alien shore, the footsteps left behind tell stories no man could witness. Of luminous eyes blinking in the twilight, of ghastly silhouettes that stalk through the mist.