For a moment, there is only the sound of rushing water, a tidal wave rolling outward from the emergence of a mountain of flesh. Then, she inhales. It is a sound like a hurricane, pulling the air from the world above. She looks down upon the flat, grey expanse of the sea, her horizon limited only by the curve of the earth.
The "Deep Story" centers on her loneliness. She is the guardian of the , a swirling vortex at the very bottom of the abyss where the souls of lost sailors and the echoes of sunken civilizations eventually settle. giantess of abyss
: Her hair floats like a forest of glowing kelp, providing the only warmth in a world of near-freezing currents. For a moment, there is only the sound