siren’s shanty 1

Spirts dwell not only in the places they die, but more often in the places they lived, the places they loved. Some spirits, however, get lost trying to find their way from the first place to the second. Like the sailors lost at sea, or the fishermen who have fallen in, or even a spirit stranded many miles from home across a strange insurmountable ocean. These spirits spend weeks, years, centuries tumbled in the unfeeling waves, but eventually, they all wash up here, shake themselves off, and step in for a pint.