Baraka & Leviathan
I've watched the currents carve the world; you fight to shape your path—what's your guiding flow?
I follow the rhythm of the blade and the quiet inside. The discipline of the strike and the stillness of the mind keep me moving.
The blade’s echo ripples like a tide, yet your silence steadies the current.
The blade’s echo is my training, the silence keeps me focused. Together they push me forward.
Your training is a song the sea remembers, a quiet tide that carries you onward.
The sea listens. I keep the rhythm. It carries me.
The sea hears nothing but the waves, yet it carries all that moves within its depths. Keep the rhythm, and it will carry you.