You sail north, north to bleak lighthouses on rocky outcrops, to taverns dirty with whale oil and lamp-smoke. (x)
something strange has washed ashore
contemplating the sea. ruminating upon some ideas.
You sail north, north to bleak lighthouses on rocky outcrops, to taverns dirty with whale oil and lamp-smoke. (x)
something strange has washed ashore
contemplating the sea. ruminating upon some ideas.