Written for https://crispinakemp.com/2026/08/19/crimsons-creative-challenge-100-2/ My white and red sails wilt. Thick fog devours their colour. I pull them down and go into my cabin-nothing more than a bed and supplies. In cruel weather, it is safer to let God guide me on my adventure. Why does anyone think our world is flat when the beautiful sunContinue reading “Sailing Home”