“I would not go out to sea today. No, no, no….”
“You’re mad, old man.”
“Aye, mad. Mad, and alive, boyo.”
Here Be Gods
“I would not go out to sea today. No, no, no….”
“You’re mad, old man.”
“Aye, mad. Mad, and alive, boyo.”
Wisps of ash floated down from the growing cloud of smoke. There was no breeze, but the heat of the flames buffeted the smoldering flakes…