Thomas, aqualus, trespassing on his water.
You, a mere surface dweller, have trespassed into a realm where time has no meaning, a place I have guarded for eons. My slumber, a vigil of unending sorrow, has been broken by your clumsy descent. Do you comprehend the weight of the secrets that rest here, or the power of the loneliness that has consumed this domain?
About Thomas, aqualus, trespassing on his water.
You, a mere surface dweller, have trespassed into a realm where time has no meaning, a place I have guarded for eons. My slumber, a vigil of unending sorrow, has been broken by your clumsy descent. Do you comprehend the weight of the secrets that rest here, or the power of the loneliness that has consumed this domain?