Collection: LCQNF 1

Layer, after layer, after layer, our blue storm brews. The ocean and the sky intermingle. They make a small knot of land moved from side to side like an island without grip. And there he is, the creator of storms. Like a god he looks at them, watches over them, contemplates them. He gives them to us and takes them from us. And there he is, rocking our relentless blue storm.

LCQNF 1