Water reflects the infinite, a deep ocean teeming with deafening silence and dancing echoes. They are notes of higher realms, harmonizing with the throbbing pulse of fire, whose orange tongue licks the sky with fervor and rage.
One forges the path of fate; the other consumes all in an embrace, each an anchor of existence murmuring beams of distant galaxies— threading through the fabric of our collective dreams.
Life, but a brittle glimmer; yet transcendent truths swirl amidst timeless patterns, curling waves welcoming the sun's driven ember resting beyond the horizon.
Embrace chaos. Anchor yourself here.
Seek balance? Find a tale in the ember smokestack.