In the depths of forgotten seas, there lies a garden wrought from dreams. Whispers of golden myths unravel like tendrils of ethereal smoke, fading. Floating in the resonant abyss, they call to us, from realms untold.
Can you hear them? Echoes refracted through prisms, voices of giants who once walked the shores of our imagination.
The sunken fragments of a paradise, each a reflection, each a story—a lullaby for the eternal wanderer. Here lies your reverie, scattered and submerged.
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