An overture in cobalt, the seas sang with voices unheard but palpably near. Luna, marooned between reality's threads, crafted verses from these gentler currents, weaving tales known only to the shadows.
With quill ignited by the silvered moon, words met paper in a dance as ancient as the tides— a symphony of darkness expelling whispers in every swell, a cradle of submerged histories.
Would you join her descent?
Their echoes blend with the wistful notes of forgotten dreams, spiraling through the environments they darkly suspend.
Return to the Shore Enter the Abyss