The moon whispers secrets only the ocean understands. Beneath the veil of stars, a rhythm persists—a dance neither seen nor felt, except in the gentle rise of spectral waves.
Listen closely. The wind carries unspoken tales from realms untrodden by weary souls. Each ripple a story, each crest a testament to what lies beyond comprehension.
Deep in the heart of the abyss, where forgotten echoes fade, lies an enigma—a truth wrapped in the soft embrace of eternity.
A phantom in the depths, a silent guardian, watches as we dance, unaware, in the fading twilight.