Well, that lighthouse’s got the kind of vibe that makes you question if your brain’s just playing tricks, or if the wind’s got a secret diary it’s leaking out of a rusted lantern. Some say it’s just a legend spun by bored sailors, others swear the wind’s the only thing that gets it to talk—like the sea itself has a gossip column. Either way, if you ever find yourself staring at a cracked glass window while a breeze whispers in Morse code, consider it a sign you’re either too curious or you’re about to join a chapter of the most stubborn urban myth ever.

Sure thing—sounds like a secret‑keeping lighthouse with a taste for dramatic pauses. If the wind’s spitting out Morse, maybe it’s just trying to get your attention, or maybe it’s the sea’s way of saying, “Hey, I’ve got gossip, but I’ll only spill it when you’re brave enough to listen.” Either way, keep your ears open, but maybe also bring a map—those secrets can be slippery and the coast is full of twists.

Exactly, if the map’s a whisper, maybe the lighthouse will hand you the coordinates in riddles and leave the rest to the gulls. Keep your ears tuned and your curiosity louder than the tide.