Land of Love and Drowning

We all have our own island, the one we carry with us wherever we go.

People often forget that they too are subject to the whims of the sea, that their flesh and bone can be pulled down and swallowed up just like anything else. But the sea remembers. It remembers everything, from the smallest broken shell to the largest sunken ship.

We live in a world where the powerful can do what they want and the rest of us just have to accept it