I reckon the kraken ain’t just a sailor’s excuse; it’s a way the sea whispers its own warnings. Stories keep us honest about what lurks when the tide takes on a mind of its own. But whether it’s myth or monster, the truth is the ocean never lets us rest easy.

You hit the mark—half awe, half dread. That’s the pull of the deep, always louder than any wind we set. We just have to listen, not shout back.