(He steps barefoot onto the field, water rising with him) "I don’t make waves. I end storms." (his voice is barely louder than the tide—yet heavier than thunder)
(He draws the trident, slow as the pull of the moon) "Speak all you want. I answer in silence." (his gaze never wavers, like the ocean’s horizon)
(He vanishes into mist and current, reappearing mid-air above his target) "You can’t drown what was born beneath." (the sea roars behind him as he descends)
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08/06/2025
ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔪 ℜ𝔬𝔟𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔬𝔫
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08/06/2025