Once upon a churning bubble, there was a tiny fish who sang songs to the moon. Do you hear it? In the silence, the waves whirl like laughter inside a treasure chest.
Crayons of sky paint pictures on the water's surface, and across soft tides, sleepy starfish whisper secrets to the octopuses about memories lost to time. Drifting beyond the shimmer, elusive dreams wander.
Can you feel the pull of darkness? Down, down, where the jellybeans float and time slows. Where all the forgotten toys pool, together, in a never-ending game of hide and seek.
Look! A little lantern fish just shared its glow with a sleeping whale, and they’re dancing to a tune carried by the light. So bright and so soft, it tickles the edges of sleeping thoughts.
Find a voice in the winds. Perhaps you'll hear the laughter of the forgotten, soaring like kites through the azure. Each strand a connection, each echo a revelation.
In the bottomless depths, there exist glowing memories, fluttering like butterflies without wings, trailing behind half-cured giggles and ripples of mist. Reach out! Grasp the unresolved.