Treasures In the Void

The pinnacle of fear lies in the sight of the sea of ignorance

Upon which we are blinded by its piercing glimmer

Deafened by its monstrous tremor it is, and always will be, the greatest terror

Because within it, is the uncertain, the irrational

Within it lies the cold, the reality of both life and death

The calm and silence of all that was once above

Now sunken, still in solitude, there for all eyes to see

Ruins of feats

Hidden treasures and youthful relics, all preserved for all eyes to see

This is knowledge

And within the depths or perhaps within the shallows

One may find what is a pearl

This is truth

This is wisdom