• ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ 帝@feddit.uk
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    11 months ago

    My great-great-grandfather was murdered by an iceberg in 1875 and some days I feel a mysterious chill breeze that suggests it’s still out there and not finished with my family. Or my arse. Probably that now I think of it.