Can you pull up Leviathan with hooks or tie his tongue with ropes?
Who dares open the doors of his mouth, ringed about with fearsome teeth?
Nothing on earth is his equal – a creature without fear… king over all the proud.
Morning broke over the fog that settled on the graveyard of ships, a grey crypt of ocean with no headstones, leaving no trace of the unlucky or the damned. It was a name no one spoke so close to its edge, and each man slurped his coffee with abandon, happy that night had an end, at least once more. [Read more…] about The Man Who Could Not Drown (part 2)