What is a Sea Cultist?
The Sea calls to all, for some it is a nightmare of mysteries, others untold adventures to be had. It comes with its own mythology, its own way of being, but the sea is not just the sea, it is the rivers, the lakes, the ponds, the rain and the blood flowing in the veins.
Its lapping waves call us to adventure, its depths taunt us with its unlimited mysteries, the very stars shimmer atop its depths whispering to the ghosts of the past, unable to be tamed, unable to be fully known, many a man, woman, and child has crossed its eldritch depths; many have sunken down to Davy Jones Locker, and many more will do so.
The sea is the lifesblood, the veins and highways of the world calling nay... luring us with its siren songs to know its' untold secrets, to seek out new lands. In every lapping wave, in every sunken skull, every drop of rain we hear its humming tune "
Come to the sea" it sings, and we have never been one to disappoint her.
Hyperborean Radio (Uncensored)
