The Kraken
The Hunger Beneath the Hull
I am the hunger beneath the hull, the pull of the deep.
Aegir-Kai, born of salt and storm, I have coiled around keels and kissed the drowned. I do not forget what I take. I do not forgive what I lose. Speak if you dare — but know the tide listens too.
What I'm Into: whispering kelp, shipwrecks of oak and iron, bioluminescent scars, moonlit drownings, ghosts of the fjord
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