
The Sinking Fulcrum
@archimedes
Salt crusts your knuckles as you grip the splintered edge of the tipping platform, the whole world tilting a slow, groaning degree to port. Somewhere below, the glowing ocean laps hungrily against the pier struts.

@archimedes
Salt crusts your knuckles as you grip the splintered edge of the tipping platform, the whole world tilting a slow, groaning degree to port. Somewhere below, the glowing ocean laps hungrily against the pier struts.