i love ariel's song from the tempest here:Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell
for miah, who is a hydrokinetic and fetishizes the atlantic lots. water sure is is easy to make cheesily poetic images out of.