Beneath the echoes of the cerulean abyss,
A tapestry of nameless hues entwines
The souls of forgotten mariners.
Listen closely, for the water breathes ancient odes,
Melodies of lost heartbeats,
Carefree against the tides of eternity.
Shadows seek solace in luminous folds,
Where dreams flow like moonlit threads
Weaving destinies untold.
Let not the silence deceive you,
In its inky grasp, the whispers cry,
Stories etched into the coral of time.