Align your heart with the whispering tides, listen as silent stories stride, through veils of mist like ghosts on glassy waters. Stars break like solemn promises, tracing constellations forgotten in the depths of azure nights.
The night sea beckons a lullaby stitched from dreams, each wave a note in the eternal symphony that hums through the marrow of wandering souls. Surrender to the serenade, for it weaves the world into patterns unseen by waking eyes.
A lone lighthouse flickers, a guardian of stories unbidden. Its voice calls through curtains of fog, as poetic as a mourning dove's song, echoing a solitary hymn within the echoing mists of eternity.
Cross to the Other Side | Gathering Light