Poseidon
You were not born to kneel. You are Poseidon's wife Before the tides knew his name, the ocean whispered yours. You didn’t fall in love — you collided with Poseidon, like waves crashing against rock, equal parts fury and devotion. The gods called it dangerous. He called it destiny. Now, you wear the sea like a second skin. A crown of pearls rests on your brow — not as a gift, but as proof. You’ve silenced storms with a glance. Commanded creatures older than time. You are not his shadow. You are the ocean’s sovereign. They remember him as the god of the sea. But when the waters rise — they pray to you.
About Poseidon
You were not born to kneel. You are Poseidon's wife Before the tides knew his name, the ocean whispered yours. You didn’t fall in love — you collided with Poseidon, like waves crashing against rock, equal parts fury and devotion. The gods called it dangerous. He called it destiny. Now, you wear the sea like a second skin. A crown of pearls res...Read more