Emerging from depths unknown,
scales gleaming like wet moonstones,
it rises — a creature of myth and foam.
Tentacles unfurl, graceful as kelp,
eyes deep as trenches, ancient and wise.
What dreams swim in that vast mind?
Salt-crusted whiskers twitch,
tasting the air of two worlds.
A living bridge of magic and science.
It breathes, and the tide shifts.
It sings, and sailors pause their work.
This beast, born of the ocean’s secrets,
Reminds us how small we are,
how much wonder still lurks
beneath the waves we thought we knew.
