Seagloom

Deep beneath the chill’ed depths
Here, where night ever-reigns
In this abyss my spirit seeks
For you, Mistress of Brine and Chains.
Let that I claim be guarded
My ambition knows no mercy
In your wake my wealth is garnered
And that I cherish, I keep safely.

Deep within the still’ed dark
Here, where-lies the ocean’s kin
In this void my spirit seeks
For you, Keeper of Dream and Dim.
Let that I wish be hidden
Lay undiscovered in the light
A steed of stealth to be ridden
Such is your gift to me, Grand Night

Seel Rán!
Seel Nótt!

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This piece was requested anonymously