In the depths where shadows entwine with the moon’s ghostly glow, a forgotten melody whispers. It speaks of dashed currents and dreams, where the ocean cradles broken tides in its spectral embrace.
Listen closely, for the silence itself composes symphonies darker than obsidian. Notes murmur through shattered waves, echoing the unuttered prayers of the lost.
These unseen forces weave secrets through kelp forests, untouched by daylight’s harsh breath. The deep’s calm facade conceals turbulent harmonies, an elegy for wandering souls adrift in dreams.
Among the ripples, melodies rise—unheard, beneath the shattered glow of stars. Silent Shadows speak of what is not said.
Follow the currents: Echoes in the Void, their path is the reflection of twilight.