Yet Dives himself, he too lives like a Czar in an ice palace made of frozen sighs, and being a president of a temperance society, he only drinks the tepid tears of orphans. ~ Herman Melville, Moby Dick And so we graduate from Ishmael’s musings on the magnetism of water, to his first steps on his… Continue reading Chapter 2. The Carpet-Bag.
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Before We Begin
Let me introduce myself. I'm Astrid, a perpetually messy twenty-nine year old who is still figuring things out. One thing that I figured out early on, is that I like stories; reading them, watching them, writing them, analysing them. I was first introduced to Moby Dick in grade nine. I went to highschool in California for… Continue reading Before We Begin