The Tides are Weaving

The moon's silent pull cradles the water's edge. Forgotten shells doze under bewitching starlight. When the night is louder than a fragile whisper, nature sings.

North Wind's Whimsy

Echoes forecast dreams untold.

Suspended Symphony

Beneath the twilight’s cloak, narratives unfold.

Follow the undulating current...

To the crypt of seas, a sanctuary of silence