I always knew who my mother was. I always knew where I belonged. And I always knew I wanted to be on the water, like my dad.
…Until I was forced to go out into the water, anyway. Out there, you feel really lonely. But you’re never alone. There is more life and emotion under the waves than most humans will ever see, more than I could have ever imagined. Down there, it’s an entire world of rage and hate, love and hope. It’s a world of fear.
It’s a world of war.
Once, my mother told me she would sing me a song of the sea. But under the waves, the only music I ever heard was the sound of screams.
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