Anonymous asked:
what if werewolves were real but they were all heterosexual
were--ralph answered:
what if you didnt send me hate mail
october 17th
today's spooky poem is not technically a poem but actually a bit of shakespeare. it was nearly the witches' song, but i like this one better. and it's from the tempest, if you didn't know. five fathoms is about thirty feet of water, so not actually as deep as you might expect.
FULL FATHOM FIVE
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them,—ding-dong, bell.
—William Shakespeare
