Among the coral silences, I drift and wander, tracing trails that twist and twine through memories submerged. Here in the ocean's embrace, the currents cradle my thoughts, gently unraveling the threads of yesterdays lost.
Relic: In the low tide of my heart, I found a pearl of solitude, smooth and cool, a reminder of silence's eloquence.
Do we surface in recollection, gasping for air, or do we find breath in the rhythm of the tides, letting go of the shore? Perhaps the depths hold mirrors, not of our faces, but of the stories we tell in the quiet dark.
Delphic Whispers | Truths UnveiledVenture deeper, where thoughts become kin to fish and dreams are shells, fragile yet strong, carried on the waves of time.
Relic: A faded anchor of laughter echoes through the caverns of my mind, tethering me to moments uncounted.