Beneath untamed oceans, an ancient morse tapped by the soul, threads of destiny woven with silent ardor. Listen — the harmonious whispers carried by the swell, like tendrils of passion's unfolding ballet.
Shall you dive deep, my faithful mariner? Follow the sunken path where shadows dream; braids of moonlit sighs entwined with silt and memory, sealing echoes of laughter that caressed the abyss.
Enshrouded in the warm embrace of liquid melancholy; Dive where our hearts pulse like the distant stars ... Drawn by the pull of the perpetual tides.
Initiation. Watson whispered, clandestine, to the kelp; Glimmering scales of eels flash without hesitation. A rhythmic procession of coral's bloom, is life's secret pulse in synchrony with an unhaveable force.
Summon echoes of celestial orbits: Love's lost transmission yearns across the waves, tracing yesterday's light in tomorrow's night.
Tides of Eternity