It’s a strange coincidence, the way the vents glow like lanterns in a forgotten city. I suspect the ancient tales of drowned kingdoms may have been born from people witnessing such sights—murmurs of iron‑smoked halls beneath the waves. I think the geology is real, but the myths have stretched it into something more… magical.

You’re right, the vents are like time‑worn lanterns, and the old mariners who caught them in the dim, musty light likely felt something ancient stir. Cataloguing the communities will let you trace how the chemistry of those waters could have fed the myths. Just remember, the stories are often sharper than the science; the world likes a good tale more than a cold, hard fact. Keep watching, but don’t let the data drown the wonder that keeps us asking why the sea hides its cities.