In Thousands Gales I Dwell by Illidiance
Upcovered with my dreams
The ocean drifts opened
In depths of darkest gales I breathe
Where black devours the light
They're waves, the ageless nomads
The wanderers of seas
I roam with them all
...Aeon by aeon, wave by wave
In dormancy I'm patiently waiting
The dungeon I am, infested with enigmas
That is older than the universe
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