Nautilus.
Suddenly I find myself adventive in seas exotic and venturous, where the depths offer bountiful prospect for when the trembling ceases.
Of volition abided by sempiternal daring, I hold my breath and still my thoughts. Submergence.
Sinking below frantic sunlight and crystal waves. Beyond any trace of familiarity save the aeonian hush. Into a place where words become primal, and action becomes prevalent.
Beneath an immense desert, where I am never lonely, for I feel life stirring on all sides.
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