The sea's veil, a cascade of silvered memories, whispers—whispers of epochs adrift and ancient echoes. A tapestry woven from the remnants of fractured time, explores the intricacies of solitude.
Beneath its surface, myriad secrets curiously linger, haunting like a song forgotten, yet etched in twilight. Within this ethereal procession, souls once impassioned now reside, drifting softly amongst whispered kelp.
Can you hear the cacophony of shared silence? Moments intertwining like moonlight's gaze upon mist, fleeting desires wrapped like drifting shadows in no embrace. Unearthly laughter, perhaps, from the sea itself.
Swim through thoughts unspoken. The fleet spirits linger, chasing dreams dissolved in the outgoing tide and find solace in the undertow’s caress.