The Breath Beneath the Blue
The city above is a cacophony of steel and neon, a restless
Underwater Serenity
The Bioluminescent Pulse of a Dying Sun
They call this city the 'New Epoch,' but to me,
The Last Refresh of a Sun-Drenched Memory
The water is no longer liquid; it has become a heavy, viscous
The Salt of Forgotten Dreams
The water is heavy, but it feels like a soft blanket wrapped
The Sapphire Silence Between Us
In the city above, time is a jagged thing—broken by deadlines
The Weightless Silence Between Us
The city had become a cacophony of deadlines and cold coffee, a
