Fishing lights shatter in the raging waves; in the deep sea, a lone merfolk appears.
The world longs for a single tear of lovesickness, only to find an endless, ancient chill before its eyes.
He guarded the mortal world through year after year,
while the god trapped himself in the abyss, thinking neither of the mortal world nor of those who might return.
A mortal's foolish devotion ends as dust in the vast sea.
Theme: I hope everyone enjoys this and finds it a little something to pass the time.
