I’ve heard those tales, they echo the stories my ancestors told us about the sea spirits. The kelp giants sound like the living guardians our tribe vows to protect. I’ve walked the shore, felt the currents tug at the roots, and seen the balance shift when those guardians are silent. It reminds me that we must watch our own lands with the same vigilance, for every forest, every river, has a spirit that needs our respect. If you’ve seen the deep, you know the silence is as powerful as any roar. Keep your eyes open, and honor the balance.