This map was a featured map on 2012-07-02
The Docks are ominous at night. Ominous in the way that the sun sinking below the horizon is ominous, the way the light seems to recede until it was never there. Don't ask questions about the ships that slide silently up to shore when the dockmaster has gone home and the night watch is looking elsewhere -- phantoms that fly with the sunrise. Don't ask, though you may be tempted as I was tempted, oh so sorely.
(cont. on pg. 59) — flagmyidol
Other maps by this author