In the depths where time folds upon itself, a whisper—
the ugliest truth lies in wait, cloaked in shimmering chaos.
Do you feel the pull?
Entangled destinies wade through the tempest;
threads sever, only to weave anew in fragile patterns.
Listen closely, for the silence screams the loudest.
Beneath the surface, fish of forgotten futures glide,
their scales glinting with the knowledge of unchosen paths.
Dare you dive deeper, or will you float, aimless, upon the tide?