In the Stygian depths where light goes to die, Shadows writhe under a blackened sky, But from the chasm, a glow begins to seep, Bioluminescent, secrets from the deep. Eerie tendrils of blue- green flame, In the obsidian night, they proclaim A haunting dance of the abyssal spawn, In this eerie twilight, hope is withdrawn. The ocean’s heart beats with a sullen roar, Ancient whispers echo from the shore, Ensnared in the darkness, blinded by the light, In this eerie glow, we face the endless night. Engraving. dark, chiaroscuro, low- key