"In the busy hours of the day, when the clamour of human existence is at its uttermost, the voice of the ocean is diminished to little more than an ambient murmuration; but at night, when all has settled, she rises up and roars so all can hear. Her words are eternal and full of mystery, sometimes soothing, but at other times resounding ancient horrors..." —excerpted from "Ilu'itanu" by T. W. King