somewhere between the moon and the tide

In myth and legend, the moon is many things: a goddess, a wanderer, a keeper of secrets. But to those who try to capture her, she is an enigma—always changing, never still.
Here, the moon’s essence is not a single form but a shifting presence—fractured light, deep shadows, a pull that can’t be contained.
The moon’s been ghosting us for millennia—luring poets, lovers, and painters into obsession, only to vanish behind clouds like she has ~other plans~. And yet, we keep looking up.