Madness string 2396

Random mermaid
What can the harvest hope for, if not for the care of the reaper man?

Life twists and turns. You don't see it coming. That's the whole point, right? One moment everything looks hopeless; the next it's all changed. One little thing turns all of perception on its head. But despair lingers. The seeds remain, buried. Falter. Tire. Drink. And remember.