~~~ the tides speak in tongues, weaving twilight secrets into the fabric of night, where dreams crash upon ethereal shores, like whispered echoes of another world.
a siren's call, haunting the corridors of deep blue silence, invites the sailor to dance upon the edge of oblivion, lost in a waltz of forgotten things...
slip beneath the waves, the breath of oceanic mysteries, where each bubble is a story, each current a memory, the depths cradle the moon's tears.
beckon to the abyss, the shoreless shore, where whispers of the fathomless wander...