Climbing The Deep Sea.
I'm exhausted feeling these incandescent waves pushing and pulling. My eyes are scorched from these selfish rays of sunshine. The eclipse has faltered and failed so far in this year. Direct me to the waves of sutured crescents? It's becoming far too difficult to record the horizon when this bay is flooded with sails...
-Subconsciously wormwood envenom lives until all is lost. -Surgery so arcane, forging inward mechanical apparatuses. -Weavers of universal design raped all perspectives. -Robberies without ransom, knowledge is cursed with apparitions. -A nomadic scavenger occupying sorcery reigns the internal nerves and arteries. -This, not even a handful, is precious; sacred...
-Subconsciously wormwood envenom lives until all is lost. -Surgery so arcane, forging inward mechanical apparatuses. -Weavers of universal design raped all perspectives. -Robberies without ransom, knowledge is cursed with apparitions. -A nomadic scavenger occupying sorcery reigns the internal nerves and arteries. -This, not even a handful, is precious; sacred...