Frame 1: The screen flickers; a visage of serene ripples dances in silver.
"Alone," she murmured as droplets cascaded, each whisper a secret.
Find the echo
Frame 3: Shadows of forgotten boats, adrift in a mist of memories.
His hands sketched lines across the water's surface, a dialogue unheard.
Listen to the depth
Frame 5: A child's laughter weaved in between waves, a melody of perdition.
She reached out, fingers trembling, to touch eternity's embrace.
Beyond the horizon
Frame 7: Curtains of rain, a silent applause to the void.
In solitude, they whispered promises they could never keep.
Echoes in the storm