So taunting, so testing.

My ship's lilting heavily, this storm that doth storm across the bow of my ornately-crafted makeshift survival.
tilting, tilting,  I'm going to keel over soon.

The sailor wakes up and it's as though the awakening is just the beginning of the nightmare.
It's all a mess, where havoc dines with brutality and indulges in the after ( Read more... )

 why hello.

I guess I won't be seeing much people here.

too bad if you're a busybody.

So here is where it all will begin again.

This time it shall not fail.