Tag: Seaman

  • One last time It’s the last docking of my Emeline. We traveled far and wide, together, but it’s no safe anymore. It hurts to see her suffer like that, to hear the hull’s cracking and the cough of the engine. I feel the rust’s slowly creeping underneath the paint like the disease underneath my skin.Lest […]

  • Uneasy at sea Nervous, uneasy… The tight grip on their saber did help a little. The wind was strong, salty, corrosive. It smells. a lot. And yet, them would not change their place for anything. Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook.