In the realm of dreams, a tale unfolds,
Of a world whispered, of secrets untold,
I wandered through an evening late,
Pale sky, prelude to a tempest's fate.

I glanced upon the beach, waves crashing high,
As if the ocean wept, in sorrow's cry,
But then, my gaze shifted up above,
And beheld a sight that shook my core with love.

Two moons hung in the sky, mysterious and grand,
One drenched in silver, a purple hue it scanned,
The other full silver, untarnished and bright,
As if locked in a celestial cosmic...