A lost #troubadour
found our little #lighthouse. He
had songs, & a board;

to talk to spirits,
he said. When the ocean turned from #susurrus to

#procellus we knew:
the board was infected with
Evil. It claimed us.

#vss365 #blueskyrelay #inkMine #horrorprompt #haikuhorrorprompt

“Quid namque est potestas culminis, nisi tempestas mentis? In qua semper cogitationum procellus navis cordis quatitur, huc illucque incessanter impellitur, ut per repentinos excessus oris et operis quasi per obviantia frangantur”
Quand pensée politique et poésie se croisent: reg.Past. Merci Grégoire

I need to addle a procellus into my day to read the #WordOfTheDay. I missed it yesterday.

It was a dark and stormy night and the procellus sea was angry.😂
#WordOfTheDay