Beneath the tide's eternal murmur, secrets entwined, forgotten, weaving voices of mariners lost to the moonlit waves.
Whispered harmonies float silently, stitched from shadows of sunken dreams — an elegy to the sea's embrace.
Echoes of the deep, where light fades and time unravels, sing a melody only the tides can understand.
Drift adrift through the currents, where each ripple holds a universe, each wave a forgotten song.
In the ocean's heart, a consonance of souls, tethered by the rhythm of an ancient tide.
Listen, and you may find the resonance of a truth buried deeper than the abyss.