Some things never grow old

Some things never grow old, they just evolve. A perpetual maelström.

Some things never grow old

“To the right and left, as far as the eye could reach, there lay outstretched, like ramparts of the world, lines of horridly black and beetling cliff, whose character of gloom was but the more forcibly illustrated by the surf which reared high up against its white and ghastly crest, howling and shrieking forever.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, A Descent into the Maelstrom