The Vodyanoy

'Beneath brackish slimescale leaf,
a thunderous heart with fathom-deep beat.
The Vodyanoy blood-lusts to drag down
uncross'd chests on Holy Days
to watery oblivion, deep and sweet'
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Grown using Midjourney and Procreate, so lay down thy flaming torch and pitchfork, o' gatekeeper. 'Cycles are going to cycle, movements are going to move and adoptions are going to curve. The future doesn't care if you've lost faith in it. It shows up with or without you.'