WILD

Wild seas, Wild Girls tonight, wild world.

1500, I believe. I'm probably here for the duration, however storm-tossed it may be. Love and hugs, blipmates. x

On a more serious note, this came to mind today for obvious reasons:
"Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red."