"Have you tasted the fog that lingers after dawn?"
beneath the moon's half smile, a shadow replied, "only the brave skeletons dance here."
"When sand slipped between my fingers, it whispered secrets of the ocean's embrace."
"And the stars," said another voice, "they sing lamentations of the restless tides."
"It is in surrender that we find our melody," she murmured, "the harmony of silence."