MeatCanyon
π€ SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
Three more doors to knock on, three more families to destroy, with all but a whispered few words and a salvaged trinket from drifting pieces of a violated vessel.
We were a modest town once, defined by our close-knit camaraderie, our livelihoods endowed by the brimming life of the Muir.
But now it only strangles us with loudish, nautical hands.
drowning its patrons in a trench of loss and fear.
And it only sinks us more with each passing funeral.
Okay, immediately strong start.
Very strong wording.
Three half-empty coffins as the water doesn't return all it takes.
People make fun of me.
They're like all it takes for Isaiah to buy in is like alliteration and, you know, symbolism and stuff like that.
But you know what?
I got my money and I'm buying it.
So it tastes good.
The chef has come to the table.
He has let me sample the hors d'oeuvres and I've ordered it from the menu now.
So I'm buying it.