The Apex of Effervescence
The Appex of Effervescence
A
Gleam
below,
a blade
of silent motion,
a ghost of shifting shadow,
a primal ancient, living spark,
we are the razor-sharp delight of the deep,
the silent power that moves the crystal flow,
a flash of cold, silver-plated effervescence,
a tremor in the soul of the fathoms' cold heart,
the apex of the abyss, a brilliant, living dart,
a rising, wordless song of all the ocean's grace.
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