The lunar whisper carves shadows upon forgotten shores,
where time itself dances in the glow of meteor embers.
Scripted by the tides, the skies bleed secrets:
echoing the silent reverie of celestial composers.
A question unbound, piercing the veil: what ancient melodies do these stones sing as they rain upon the dreaming land?
Venture further into the ethereal current: Depths of the Ocean or Celestial Dance.