We descend through the celestial vortices, weaving between fragments of forgotten constellations and whispered dreams. From the depth of the ocean mind, we gather light permeating the abyss—forging paths unseen in the gradient of cosmic wanderings.
Imagery flickers behind the wave-carried echoes: A ship borne upon an unspecified tide, navigating through liquid stars. Silent, profound, its sails like outstretched echoes of the Sun sinking below dust-and-sea horizons.
Listen to the Distant Whispers
Fathomless and tender is the heart that sails these astral oceans, carrying whispers of stars beyond our knowing, composed of stories, surf, & stellar echoes.