
The last woman fades like mist.
Your feet sink into warm sand.
Waves curl around a quiet beach.
A sleek yacht sways offshore.
On deck, a compass spins madly.
Freedom… or something else?










The last woman fades like mist.
Your feet sink into warm sand.
Waves curl around a quiet beach.
A sleek yacht sways offshore.
On deck, a compass spins madly.
Freedom… or something else?