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Can be

only the Abyss

raging whitened stalled

stalled beneath the desperately

sloping incline of its own wing though

an advance falling back from ill to take

flight and veiling the gushers restraining the

surges gathered far within the shadow buried

deep by that alternative sail almost

matching its yawning depth to the

wingspan like a hull of a vessel rocked

from side to side