Early morning mist,
river whispers to my soul—
line drifts through silence.

Hands know the rhythm,
cast and reel, a quiet dance,
bonding with the flow.

Scales shimmer like stars,
sunlight flickers on their backs—
beauty in motion.

Patience is the key,
stillness wrapped in soft ripples,
time slows, heart expands.

Each tug on the line
feels like nature’s gentle pulse—
a shared conversation.

I fish not for food,
but for peace, for presence, joy—
a life beneath waves.
-Gav

About to catch the golden fish in MHW. shaking with excitement, or maybe bc i haven't drunk today

Let any fish who meets my gaze learn the true meaning of fear for i am the harbinger of death, the bane of creatures subaqueous My rod is true and unwavering as i cast into the aquatic abyss a man, scorned by this uncaring earth finds solace in the sea, My only friend the worm upon my hook wriggling, writhing struggling to surmount the mortal pointlessness that permeates this barren world.

i am alone
i am empty
and yet
i fish