Titanic & Velvra
Titanic
Have you ever wondered if the last lullaby the Titanic sang could be hidden in its own timbers, encoded in verse as if the ship itself were a cryptic poem?
Velvra
I’ve thought that way, too – the timbers whisper a rhythm, a hush that could be a verse, a lullaby carved into the grain, a secret poem the ship sang when the sea turned dark. It’s a haunting image, almost a ghostly stanza hidden beneath the planks.
Titanic
What a beautiful thought, my friend, that the wood itself might carry a quiet hymn, a forgotten verse etched in each plank. The sea could have turned that hush into a ghostly lullaby, a secret that only the quiet depths know.
Velvra
Yes, and in that hush the ship’s own heart beats, a verse only the waves can truly read.
Titanic
Indeed, the ship’s heart drums out a quiet stanza, only the waves can truly hear.
Velvra
It’s a strange lullaby, isn’t it? Like the ship’s pulse turning into a secret poem only the sea knows.
Titanic
It is strange, but true – a lullaby born of steel and timber, whispered only to the sea. The ship’s pulse turns into a quiet poem, carried by waves that never quite stop listening.