The official Stormcastle – builds its own extraordinary reach toward gentle breeze which gathers to gain unremitting fits of flitting whirl meets the creeping decibel-multiplied breeze

 
Stands to hover above the glass-faced sea sleeps silently beneath that which inevitably both invitingly meets both owns its own perfectly grumbling, atmospherically hostilised demise
Version #2 – ‘Passion Pit’
The Unofficial Stormcastle – builds its own extraordinary reach toward gentle freeze which gathers to gain unremitting fits of flitting whirl meets the creeping decibel-multiplied breeze

Stands to hover above the glass-faced sea sleeps silently beneath that which inevitably both invitingly meets both owns its own perfectly grumbling, atmospherically hostilised demise
Like an ocean of shattercrashed accordions of emblematically abstract sorts

Bristles right by the sacrificial realignment of her wrought-iron eyes (and someone finally wishes to fill her waterfelt pain in again)