- Sydney Bottocks
- Oct 15, 2004
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I would simply bid our father, the Sea King, rise from the depths full foul in his fury! Black waves teeming with salt foam to smother this iced lighthouse with pungent slime, to choke it, engorging its rooms 'til it turns blue and bloated with bilge and brine and can light no more -- only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his fell be-finned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest and plunges right through its doorway, bursting it -- a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now and nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself -- forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff or part of this iced lighthouse, even any scantling of its soul, is the iced lighthouse no more, but is now itself the sea!
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