I loathe this City.

Thank all for my shop, or I would never leave my room in the morning hours.

Pirates...ridiculous....

Such an unwanted dream. Red day, red morning...dripping sunlight rubies, a..roaring fire, as horrible and bright as the mouth of hell, belching black smoke, clouding the sky. All the birds were dying...lying among bodies, in dark pools of sick, filth, and crimson. And I saw Lucy's face....

...The Corinthian, I will not make ( Read more... )