Tendrils of fog dance upon the shores of an ocean that reflects dim starlight. In the twilight, whispers of forgotten verses coil around the sea breeze. Each shell upon the sterile sand serves as a crypt, holding echoes of aeons lost in silence.
There, in the tender resonance, lies a story untold, a lullaby for the restless spirits, searching for a heartbeat in fragmented dreams. Shall we listen, or shall we dare speak the truth entwined in enchanted hymns?