Lost within the expanse of the sea; maddened flesh now carrion and hands clenched to the last of my sanity. Yet a light emerges and, consumed with hope, I travel towards it.
What I find is not light, but fire and smoke pouring from the doors of Leviathan’s mouth. A creature formidable in both strength and grace. Nothing on earth could be it’s equal; without fear, without weakness.Yet it spoke to me with gentle words and in its glistening wake the sea became a pot of ointment.