Kavi and Mira and the Museum

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Deep beneath the waves, where sunlight frays into silver threads, lies the Hall of Hush. Its walls are woven from forgotten currents, and each exhibit hums with the quietest things the sea has ever known. The deeper you swim, the softer the world becomes.

Kavi drifted through the Hall of Hush, fins brushing against smooth coral arches. The water here tasted different—older, saltier, like the first tears of the ocean. Above, a cloud of glowing mist pulsed gently, dimming when the world below grew still. Mira swam beside Kavi, her scales shimmering like moonlight on waves.

MIRA: "See the mist, little one? It breathes with us."

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