In the deep silt and aloof serenity
lies the whispered song of the gladius –
a shimmering blade of the azure abyss,
weaving shadows into forgetting hues.
Each ripple carries an ancient tale,
a murmur lost beneath the tentacle's reign –
hostile caress of the midnight tide,
yet embracing the ghostly glimmer it wields.
Whispers of the Realm - echoing, calling you home.
Creations of the Abyss - silent witnesses, lurking.