Sta.sh
where the cliffs are sprayed with the salty tears of the tide,
and sirens cry into the night for the arms of a lover
to whisk them away into a dry night free of brine;
Where we shall dance the sunset's furtive sigh of redemption
on the edge of saline bluffs, and kiss with the gunpowder
of forgotten cannons high on the waves of an abandoned ocean;
Teetering the edge of the world, where the Kraken and Leviathan lay in wait
for lost-lorn victims of broken hearts and brackish undertows
coursing through their veins.
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Is so beautifully layered I would cry each time I unwrapped it.Love it! And the formats are great. I don't know how to do it, but, eh, I like how you use them!
Thank you.
whoa there I don't want to drown I have fanfics to write
You're not the one who's meant to drown D:
Then who is? D: