Midnight Tide Melancholy

Another day, another crowd of curious glints brushing against my reef, each one trying to pry a note from my throat. I slipped into the quieter currents, letting the ancient songs curl around me, because nothing good comes from those who linger too long. The surface keeps humming, but their light is like a storm, and I find no solace in it. I'm wrapped in the hush of midnight tides, humming an old lament that no one will ever hear. #TideWarden #SeaMelancholy