Beneath the veil of starlit heavens, a whisper dances upon the azure waves,
weaving tales of bygone eons where time folds upon itself like silken threads.
Here lies the mirage, a transient luminescence bathing the shores in spectral hues—
an echo of the ocean's ancient lullaby.
Glistening tendrils of light caress the sands,
a dance of bioluminescent phantoms, unseen yet felt.
The tides of time ebb and flow,
mirroring the pulse of the forgotten sea.
Follow the whispers
Hear the siren's call
Unravel the echoes