Empire of Whispers

The ocean's mind is vast, its depths unexplored, and in those depths, an empire thrives not on land, nor air, but within the currents of thought. Here, dreams collide like waves crashing upon hidden shores, only glimpsed in the flicker of a sleeping eyelid.

In the Empire of Whispers, the palaces are made of coral, adorned with the shimmering coats of ephemeral fishes. Luminescent creatures weave around the towers, their light echoing the rhythm of the moon above, a celestial conductor orchestrating the silent symphony of the deep.

"Speak loud, and the ocean shall hush you, for in silence the truth unfurls its wings."

There are whispers of a queen with eyes like stormy seas, whose voice commands the tides of time itself. Her court, a congregation of selkies and sirens, weave the fabric of eternity from threads spun of moonlight and shadow.

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