Work on this post is in progress, even as you sit there and the seconds and minutes tick away...
Believe that and you'll believe anything
I'm struggling through a fog thick as treacle towards... was gonna say light but there's no light...
Becalmed for over a forthnight on waters choked with seaweed... The air here doesn't seem to carry sound... An unshakeable lethargy and torpor have fallen across us, and we have lost true east.
