This torment rolling in on the crest of a wave,

Peaceful costal people,
If they only knew,

The sea did decree, to bring good folk to their knees,
Foams form, first phase, death it approached this place.

Masters of an earthly pulse,
Needed to change the tides,

The answer did lie, within a tower so high,
Waves rise, next phase, protection put in place.

The defenders were found,
Alchemists from that town,
Stood on the highest peak,
Palms towards horizons so bleak.

Doom arrived, hope gathered, CRY,
“Summon your vigour, a barrier will rise”
Palms towards the sky

Strength blossomed, woe emerged TRY,
“We must save our town, great power flows free”
Palms towards the…

Sea turned traitor, waves creator,
Got to stop it, call the prophets, only saitors.
Light in their palms, their minds so calm,
Holy halo, turned the tables, the deed is done.

Almighty force of tide so blue,
Contending with mankind,
You’ll never beat us whilst our palms still shine.
Swells crash against this wall,
Of light standing so tall,
We will outlast this azure misery.

- Standing against this beast, it’s force began to cease

- The water settled now, great joy for those on ground

- Storm clouds were set askew, the sun came breaking through

The sea god’s rage was quelled,
Saved from that turquoise hell,
Townsfolk, rejoiced at victory.
Alchemists formed a pact,
Those floods weren’t coming back,
For some time.
This tale would fade away,
That is until one day,
Foams formed, first phase.
Water began to churn,
Hands lit, started to burn,
One man cried,
Palms towards the sea.

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