$35.00
"In the depths of the briny deep, where the whispers of the waves doth keep,
Lies a vessel, silent, sleek, where shadows dance and secrets speak.
Submerged beneath the azure hue, 'neath the cloak of midnight's dew,
Sails the submarine, bold and true, with EXTRIC s/t 2c90 in its view.
Through the currents, swift and strong, it glides with grace, a silent song,
Exploring depths where dreams belong, where mysteries unravel, and tales prolong.
Its hull adorned with tales untold, of journeys vast and treasures bold,
As it charts the depths of stories old, with a crew of brave hearts, strong and bold.
Within its chambers, dimly lit, echoes of the past do flit,
As voices whisper, shadows flit, in the confines where secrets sit.
Among the crew, a tale does grow, of a box set, a sculpture show,
A treasure trove from long ago, with mysteries to reveal and stories to bestow.
In the silence of the deep, where the whispers of the waves doth keep,
There lies a vessel, silent, sleek, where shadows dance and secrets speak.
And as it sails through depths unknown, with EXTRIC s/t 2c90 as its own,
It carries on its journey lone, to realms where mysteries are shown.
And so it sails, through night and day, through depths unknown, it finds its way,
With stories told in wild array, in the depths where dreams hold sway.
For in the heart of the submarine, lies a tale that's yet to be seen,
In the depths where secrets convene, where mysteries lie, and wonders gleam."
Numbered edition of 1 completely handmade.