Beneath the waves, where the sun's fingers cease to stretch, lies the Sunken Path.
A corridor of luminous whispers, illuminating the depths where souls drift like fragile echoes.
Here, the glow of ancient creatures paints the ocean floor with hues of forgotten dreams.
Lanternfish with eyes aglow, weaving tales in the darkness ephemeral and profound.
Gentle arcs of light dance across your skin, tender as the sighs of the deep.
You walk the path guided by the rhythm of the ocean, as time unravels like threads of seaweed.
Each step a silent testimony to the journey whispered through the currents.