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... e of something holding its breath, waiting. The vast trenches and coral forests of the sea seemed to bow and bend as Dominic—Poseidon—glided forward, his trident a faint beacon of green-blue light that cut through the eternal dark.
Ever since his awakening, the ocean no longer felt like just water. It was alive. Each current carried whispers, each wave a tremor of voices he had never been able to hear before. They weren’t just sounds; they were memories of the sea itself, fragments of li ...
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