Neptune, the enigmatic blue guardian of the solar system’s edge, quivers in unpredictable rhythm. Gazing into its turbulent depths evokes a longing only matched by the boundless sea splendor. The orbs beneath its atmospheric tapestry swirl unchecked.
Many have probed these recesses with dreams and dollars, scientific appendages extended into voids, searching for echoes or maybe celestial loneliness... This ocean world, riddled by storms, perpetually hides and reveals its nature in erratic pulses, as if the old deity himself possesses a heart.
The color of myths and dreams, the storms unveil... Abyssal Songs, Fragments of a Whirl.