Ankyra Sound I knew you were trouble when you walked in

his voice rose and fell with the waves.

"aet home, jrawing pictures,

ouf mounchin taaahps,

with hiiim oooun taaahp~"

it reverberated off the cliffs, muffled by the sand, a perpetual choir for a single man.

"lemon yellaouw sun,

aaarms raised in ae vee,

aend tche dead lay in pools ouf maroon below~"

his tassels swayed as he stepped along the beach, their tips touched by bubbling seafoam.