Poseidon's Cape

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Cape stained by a rich blueberry dye.
White peaks formed by Poseidon's powerful exhaling.
A carpet of salty kelp under a picturesque terracotta sky.
A cloudy duvet brings forth a torrent of sea foam and a surfer's paradise.
Masking the sun's glare.
Deep in the heart of Poseidon's flowing cape a lone, stouthearted sea captain arm wrestles his boat as she yearns to submerge and dance among the coral floor.
His skin lacquered with the salted ocean spray.
An underwater farm of variable creatures roam the deep planes.
Untamed and unparalleled.
A rare sight indeed if the watery cape were to be lifted.
Yet, Poseidon covets his masterpiece and refuses to show the entirety of his work.
For now, the mysteries of the sea remain hidden by his cape....nestled in the embrace of the sea.

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