CRIMSON FLOATS

The moon dipped below the edge, casting long, murky hues across the lake. A gentle wind stirred, sending ripples over its calmness. And then, a sight both ethereal: Crimson Floats. Tiny blooms of color, they danced and swirled on the water's face. It was as if the sky itself had breathed a touch of its magic into this serene place. Enchantment