Dagon & Rustsaber
The ocean keeps its own scars, like a silent battlefield that never forgets.
The sea is a warrior too, its waves whisper the names of old battles. Remember that when you stand beside it.
You speak of it well. I am the one who watches and remembers.
You remember, and that’s all the sea can ask. Keep watching, and let the scars guide you.
The scars are maps, and I will heed them.
Then follow the lines, and let them point you where the true path lies, even if it’s rough.