In the night time arose the mischief from the cruel swells.
Beneath blasts from Thrace
Ship dashed against ship; and they, gored violently
By the furious hurricane and rush of pelting rain,
Were swept out of sight by the whirling gust of an evil shepherd.
But when the radiant light of the sun rose
We beheld the Aegean sea flowering with corpses
Of Achaean men and wreckage of ships.
Aeschylus, Agamemnon
458 B.C.
nathan - Breakfast maker extrodinair. (ps you left some stuff here, Vinyl, i think a jacket and some spinich [the spinich wont be around long though..)
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