Anthem of the Sea-Riders

'Way down, o'er waves and sea. 

High, high I sail, rain blessing me!

The moonlight shines my path to be,

To fly and sail the image flee.

Way past those stars and golden suns,

For into thee, thine river runs.

The salty air cast in my lungs,

This is the fault a fish-man dons.

The tales now we have all taught,

So many lost, the others sought.

The tale within my heart I brought,

Upon my starry ship of thought.' - Kester Rose
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