The wintering started on a dark December eve; slowly and silently,
it numbed me through the window panes.
I dove off into the wine dark sea.
As cold as death, as cold as resignation.
The sickle moon smiled placidly down as I melted into sea foam.
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 12:10 PM UTC
The wintering started on a dark December eve; slowly and silently,
it numbed me through the window panes.
I dove off into the wine dark sea.
As cold as death, as cold as resignation.
The sickle moon smiled placidly down as I melted into sea foam.