From below and above, from depths unknown and skies untamed, we convene, a crew carved from starlit ocean. Those who breathe nebulae and sing the lost songs of the waves now need the discover they forgot they existed.
Will you decipher the winds that whisper amidst the astral corals? Or dive deep into the galaxy and allow its silence to speak?
The gathering is without date, occurring as it is in the pulse of solar tides. Let us flow as the crescent flows, and as the current guides.....