Lo, the unbounded sea,
On its breast a ship starting, spreading all sails, carrying even her moonsails.
The pennant is flying aloft as she speeds she speeds so stately — below emulous waves press
forward,
They surround the ship with shining curving motions and foam.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Back!
Just found this blog. I'll try to update with something reasonably interesting in the next few days. In the meanwhile, here's a good video to pass the time: Alex Reads Twilight!
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