First Line: THE SEAFOWL BUILD IN WRINKLES OF MY FACE Last Line: IN SHOWERS OF BRIGHT WHITE THUNDER, BREAKS THE SEA. Subject(s): STONES; GRANITE; ROCKS;
THE seafowl build in wrinkles of my face. Ages ere man was, man was mocked by me. Kings fall, gods die, worlds crash. At my throne's base, In showers of bright white thunder, breaks the sea.
