Under the gaze of wind and waves, this iceberg reveals its thousand-year-old soul, sculpted by the icy whispers of time. Its gaping crevasses trace the lines of a secret cartography, abyssal rifts where the ocean's dreams are lost. The shards that adorn its surface sparkle like jewels caught in the cold's embrace, oscillating between pure crystal and shades of blue that evoke a journey from the dark depths to celestial light.
Every hole, every crack seems to be a window onto ancient legends, whispered in the mute language of eternal ice. You can almost hear the muffled cracking of the ice, like a deep song echoing in a theater of silence, where light and shadow dance a fragile waltz. This iceberg is a polar cathedral, an icy poem in which the ephemeral converses with the immutable.
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