As moonlight dances upon cresting tides, so too does the resonance of ages past ripple through time. Folios of the depths, whispered through the spirals of shell, tell tales of chants unwritten.¹
[1] Sourced from "The Unwritten Songs of the Abyss" by Alethia Maris, in which one explores the elusive bridge between sound and silence as sung by tides.
Your heart is anchored, yet the song propels vessels somehow beyond sight. The invisible thread of the siren's song calls forth your innate *desiderium*.²
[2] Refer to the stark page 212 of "Dreamscapes in Odysseys", wherein the intertwining of longing and dreams is explored by Sariel Tideholds—whose journey remains an enigma even unto the depths they traversed.