Porkchop89

Beneath those stars is a universe of gliding monsters.

I was rowing on the ocean in a whale bone row boat. Came across a man sitting on a pillar like rock, reeds and barnacles growing on his face. A beard made of sea weed. A blowfish pipe in his right hand, and in his left palm he held a glowing cuttlefish eye. He says to me in a salty low tone "All that is known is in this eye, all that will be and all that has been." I ask him "what does it say for me, what does it say about my then, now and was?" He looks sternly in the eye and says "Just keep rowing son, the ocean shall not swallow you. It shall rage storms, it will swell and bring angry waves, but know it shall not swallow you. It has pl