Un-livre

After our procession we found ourselves together amidst exasperating articles that hung limp over even more exasperating phantoms. There was a dim light that fell from the ceiling and another  just beyond that. This so caused a stir of unimaginable shadows to seep unto that which they could so presently cling to. I held my breath for the room was draught with a cool folly that so played upon my skin with the creeping inkling of delirium and these figures before me, I felt laughing at my plight. The others fared better I presumed as they looked on with childlike awe over what lay nigh only but a few careful step ahead. Ah! if it were

Day 05: And here my boat rests in monotony as the sea laps at its withering figure. She has seen better days, and I hold only myself accountable as her ventures know only that of failure due in part to my foolishness in believing in my own abilities. Already, I find hope to be in short supply. Nevertheless to abandon what is left would surely announce defeat and this night is too benevolent to claim me as her victim. There, out my quarter's window, across and again, above the horizon, hangs a crescent of impervious magnificence. I should wish to know what it finds as humorous as I've not a reason to be smiling, but I shall not contest in the