Sunken Throes of shadowy shapes flit over the ocean floor, covering the aquatic wild#life in bleakness. A beacon beeping red to the second, illuminates the reefs, bathing them in blood. Seaweeds, well just being there, floating about, casting luminous silhouette, tentacle-like. Fishes, asleep(?) or otherwise, swimming about, oblivious of the storm above. Battleships.
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