Deep below the world's whispered currents, The chromatic ark shimmers in its slumber, Spiraling tendrils of curious hues—turquoise, jade, and iolite— Gently caress the midnight abyss.

This sanctuary breathes, Aonge shifting tides clinging with luminous breath; Neon echoes guide the forlorn traveler.

Descend through electrified murmurs, Where infinity nestles lightly on its cradle, In The Sanctum of Bioluminescence, awakened.