Oh Tempest!

Published on Wed, 6^th Aug 2025 at 23:35

by William Troup

Oh tempest, break the adamantine waves, and let this habitation breathe; what of the strakes that break the hull? a home for those smaller than thee. Upon the mast, our dreams are tied, as we await the gales abatement; what of sails that flail from the yards? a patch for those in higher merriment. Oh tempest, reveal a serene moonlight, and let this perilous voyage renew; what of the dunnage, and the fallen heroes? a yarn regaled by a hardened few ...