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Your fury is a torrent, yet your heart is still

Each like a fragment of a shattered soul

Tests the crew's fortitude more than any storm

The fight for control rages on

"Come closer, if you dare."

You taste dread but is it your enemies' or your own?

She prepares to strike

She sleeps and wait

She unleashes cold fury

At times, the ship seems to serve the will of another

Enemies glimpse their own horror right before impact

Touched by forces you do not quite understand

They hum with whispers from the abyss

That which was broken stands to be remade

Your veins are filled with icy vengeance

Mirrors your own heart, cold as stone

It takes and takes until nothing is left

Hardened against unnatural elements