In the depth of the ocean, where sunlight's kiss seldom reaches, lies a timeless whisper. It curls around the mind, a soft commendation from an unseen choir.
Here lies the drift of conscious tides, where thoughts jostle like ships becalmed in endless blue reveries. Echoes from the past reverberate in the silence, orchestrating tales of longing and possibility.
What stone did you drop into the sea today, and how far have its ripples traveled? Have you glimpsed the wayward turns of fate that twist and turn in the ocean's grip?
Reflect, and perhaps you will hear it—the infinitum chime of drifting moments. That promise, resounding beyond the shores of your own making.
Silence Beneath the Echo | The Gaze of the Abyss | Serene Tides