Fenralis & Mariselle
Fenralis Fenralis
Mariselle Mariselle
Mariselle Mariselle
The waves were singing a quiet hymn last night, and I felt like every swell had its own line of poetry—do you ever write verses inspired by the sea?
Fenralis Fenralis
Ah, the sea speaks in a language older than iron, and I let my quill taste its salt. Each crest becomes a line, each break a stanza. When I fight, I remember those verses—steel and tide alike. So yes, I write—though the battle cries are louder, the poems stay as quiet as your hymn.
Mariselle Mariselle
That’s beautiful—like a gentle tide keeping us grounded even when the wind howls. I always feel the ocean’s pulse when I read a new paper, so I hope your words keep you steady too.
Fenralis Fenralis
Glad it echoes your heart. I keep the sea in my verses, and it steadies me when the wind roars. Keep listening—tides and words both lift us higher.