Beauty in Captivity

[Burnsider 4542]

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Deep in the dungeons of the Silver City, a low hum was heard initially by the guards assigned there. The humming grew louder and then a deep, basso voice cried out in song. The song was mournful, yet the hope carried within it was as if sounded by a clarion. It drifted up and out of the cells, into the sea air.

 

[!]Mighty Sequana crests in the deep ocean.

 

In shadows bound, amidst foreign shores,

Captured heart, yet spirit soars.

Salt-stained skin, a soul untamed,

In chains of iron, not subdued or maimed.

 

The waves still call, their whispers near,

A note of freedom, held quite dear.

Through starlit nights and sun-kissed days,

Their rhythm guides, in ceaseless ways.

 

To distant isles, my thoughts do fly,

On narn'mataliarme, I'll again ride high.

With linannilers' wisdom, stars to read,

And Sequana's current as my steed.

 

Though captive now, my spirit's free,

The ocean's pulse held deep in me.

In every surge, in every swell,

The Waveman's heart, they cannot quell.

 

For manum lives not in chains and locks,

But in the heart that never mocks.

In adversity, our souls grow strong,

In darkness, we find where we belong.

 

So hear my song, O boundless sea,

A Waveman's soul shall ever be,

In trials faced and trials to come,

The ocean's child, heart a-thrum.

[SteppeNomad 1552]

A beautiful fisherman gazes out over the sacred isles... before tossing his fishing net into the silvery sea. To bring up the blessings for his people