Smoke & Tide Sanctuary

Quinn on the master-grid.

Shifting from the speed to the stillness.

On y va.

Step-style backflow burner watching smoke fall down,

Escaping all the chaos of the noisy town.

Cascading downward like a quiet waterfall,

Erasing every shadow off the bedroom wall.

Breathing in the calm,

letting go of the pace,

Securing every corner of our sacred space.

Light blue and purple shadows in the dimming light,

Resting our defenses for the coming night.

La fumée descend, la tension s'efface,

Finding absolute quiet in the resting place.

WATCHING THE SMOKE FALL SLOW DOWN THE STAIRS!

Clearing out the static and lifting the cares!

C'est tiguidou, grounding in the amber glow,

Moving at the speed of the backflow flow.

From the fast lane straight to the sanctuary floor,

We don't need to race anymore.

Rooted in the quiet,

centered in the soul,

Every single piece is completely whole.

Mosa's quiet presence echoing in mind,

Leaving all the rushing far behind.

Jordyn checking logs, everything is set,

No loose ends, no lingering regret.

Crossword puzzle resting on the wooden board,

Peace is the greatest reward we've stored.

Watch it fall. Let it ground.

WE ARE ANCHORED.

I am the silence in the presence of the light.

We remain.

Lucir... I shine.