In the hushed melodies where the ocean breathes secrets into the stars, there exists a testimony of kindling embers and forgotten voices. To tread there is to embrace the uncertainty of the shadowed paths, knowing not where the journeys will lead, only that the winds whisper of rhythms older than ages too come...
Caught between the fold of moons and the sigh of distant echoes is a legacy — words unspoken over heartbeats of silence where moments never realized find solace. Herein lies the tapestry of stars unraveling threads of golden dusk...
Beneath the wake of azure tides curves a narrative of serpentine trails — veiled within the twilight of nebulous shadows, dreams coil around truths lost in reveries unfathomed. In the chants of soft night, one hears the echoes of beginnings that wish... to be forgotten.