𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍
She was different. The Daughter of Ocean! as she called herself, She was different. She was never the Damsel toiling in the Palaces, for her destiny was in the vast seas! Brave, fiery, passionate, gutsy, ambitions like a Tigress, yet soft, tender, sensitive, beautiful and caring like a Doe. When she sings everything stills, to hear that melodious voice. But why? Oh Lord? Does her heart agonize? In the mind of this doe-eyed maid, Why does a storm rage? In the heart of this wayside waif, Why does a Whirlwind swirl?
— 𝙆𝙝𝙮𝙖𝙩𝙞
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