It's funny how a deep breath can bring you closer to tangled thoughts under the waves. Picture this: each word an echo, cast in pulsating light as they wade through layers of memories, just skimming the surface before disappearing into the depths.
Ever pondered about the stories hidden beneath the placid sea? Oh, and not the kind involving rusted treasures or ghostly apparitions, but mundane things—a forgotten letter crackling with longing, a mariner’s diary filled with half-uttered dreams, or an unfinished conversation left adrift.
Listening closely, you become part of the symphony of yesteryears, choreographed by currents and propelled by time. Time itself, an enigmatic maestro. And amidst the crests and troughs, you might think you hear your own voice whispering back, asking if it ever really gets easier to let go.
Nostalgic tunes brushed by seaweed resistance play on repeat whenever the tide rises, perhaps hinting at stories untold, beneath the fabric of azure wonder.
Wondering where this journey might take you next? Follow the undertow: