So picture this: a breeze that bites. Can you feel it? Yeah, it’s *that* wind, the one that whispers chaos through your hair, making you double guess who’s behind you...
Ever wonder why the sea sometimes sings? Not the pretty kind of song, more like a ballad from the lips of eerie mermaids warning us of hidden chaos. Ah, not what we expected, right?
Once, we navigated using stars. Now they blink distrustingly, like they *know* what we're trying to forget. Isn’t it curious?
Each drop of water, perhaps a whisper of theories collided, and every ripple carries a secret whispering your name. Do you hear it?