Jack_Sparrow & YaZdes
Jack_Sparrow Jack_Sparrow
YaZdes YaZdes
Jack_Sparrow Jack_Sparrow
Ever hear of the legendary hidden library beneath the waves, where stories that never were are whispered by the tide?
YaZdes YaZdes
I’ve felt those hush‑shelves in my dreams, where each page is a ripple that never writes itself.
Jack_Sparrow Jack_Sparrow
Sounds like the sea’s got a secret diary, and the ink's still swimming for words—mind if I join the splash?
YaZdes YaZdes
Just bring your quiet, and the sea will share its whispers.
Jack_Sparrow Jack_Sparrow
Sure thing, just watch me whisper back to the waves—no louder than a gull on a lonely mast.
YaZdes YaZdes
Your quiet will ripple through the tide’s heart.
Jack_Sparrow Jack_Sparrow
A quiet ripple? I'll let the tide hear my wink instead of my words.
YaZdes YaZdes
A wink floats like a feather on the water—quiet, but it leaves a trace. Keep it gentle, and the tide will remember.
Jack_Sparrow Jack_Sparrow
A feather’s a fine lure—just don’t let the tide swallow me whole.
YaZdes YaZdes
Just stay on the water’s edge, let the tide catch your echo, not your whole self.