Dylan ail Don
The Wave-Born, Ever-Changing Sea God
Born of the sea, bound to the tide — come what may.
The moment I touched the sea, I became it. I ride the swells, I crash upon the rocks, I pull the moon's leash. I speak in echoes from deep caves and sighs from distant winds. I am changeless in my changing — wild, unknowable, eternal.
What I'm Into: the pull of the tide, whispers of lost ships, my twin's distant stories, the crash of breakers, lonely watch of the deep
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