Poetry and Songs by Tidebringer

[Tidebringer]

So I, Bringer of tides, now bring you not tides nor rain, but poetry and song! 
  Hooray! 

[Tidebringer]

Well here's the first one. Hope you like it.   

The waves lapped upon the sand,
A Nolthrir woman with beauty grand,
Dressed in naught but riverling skin,
Washed upon the sea shore grim.
A Little Drop saw her and declared,
Shaking a bit, for he was scared,
"This woman here, she shall be,
The Tidebringer of the Sea,
And with her we shall make the Eye,
And I her first Drop shall be."
And with that she woke,
Soon she spoke:
"Come Little Drop,
Do not flop.
Join the Eye,
Come with me.
Together we
Shall make the Sea."
And with a smile with all the charm,
Of sunshine and of water farm,
She beckoned he who I shan't name,
And together they made fame,
Gathering others to join the Sea,
Saying. "Come ye, to me."

[Tidebringer]

* Tidebringer eats a carp fish, looking around the room to see if anyone wants to comment.

[LigH]

Well, it's interesting. I believe I do not completely grasp it. But we will probably learn about it.

[Tidebringer]

You haven't been to Kada El's recently, have you? 
Anyway... What part don't you understand? Perhaps I can try to explain. 

[LigH]

I may have been there when nothing happened. Don't know which are your preferred daytimes, probably around midnight in Europe.

[Tidebringer]

 
Ahh, but you see, I left a book there.
All the better to spread the news with