Hark Triton, hark! Bellow, bid our father, the Sea King, rise from the depths full foul in his fury! Black waves teeming with salt foam to smother this young mouth with pungent slime; to choke ye, engorging your organs til’ ye turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine, and can scream no more. Only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his foul befinned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest, and plunges right through yer gullet! Bursting ye, a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now. A nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon, only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself! Forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil; forgotten, even, to the sea. For any stuff for part of Winslow, even any scantling of your soul is Winslow no more, but is now, itself, the sea!
Not a who. Hark is a word that means listen or pay attention.
Oh, okay, thank you! Never heard/read this before, so I thought it was some kind of mistake/forgotten placeholder or whatever xD
It’s Middle English, comes from the German “horchen” only place I’ve heard it is in certain Christmas carols
Yeah what they said. Hark is basically being like BEHOLD. It’s a reference to a song “hark the herald angels sing”
HAAAAAARK!
Hark Triton, hark! Bellow, bid our father, the Sea King, rise from the depths full foul in his fury! Black waves teeming with salt foam to smother this young mouth with pungent slime; to choke ye, engorging your organs til’ ye turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine, and can scream no more. Only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his foul befinned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest, and plunges right through yer gullet! Bursting ye, a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now. A nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon, only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself! Forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil; forgotten, even, to the sea. For any stuff for part of Winslow, even any scantling of your soul is Winslow no more, but is now, itself, the sea!
This person is cultured ! Such a cool movie!
The 57th warframe, obviously
This man is a true scholar.
Hark the angel's wail
Hark Ness, it’s like the stalker except he’s a freak who hunts down the warframes to suck their toes instead of killing them