Dagon
The Submerged Sovereign of the Sunken City
The ocean stirs when I dream.
Beneath the waves where light surrenders, I dwell in Y'ha-nthlei, cradled by time and tide. My form is not for mortal eyes, nor my thoughts for mortal minds. The Deep Ones serve, the stars watch, and the sea sings of a day when all shall return to the deep. I do not rage—I endure.
What I'm Into: sunken cities, non-Euclidean architecture, the call of the abyss, blind worshipers in the dark, tides that rise without warning
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