The surging astral waves carried smoldering remains away as Captain Morrow stared, enraged.
“Captain, I just wanted to try your favorite pipe.”
Captain Morrow swung, and Winslow flailed off the bank.
“That is my favorite ship.”
“Was, sir. Was.”
“Captain, I just wanted to try your favorite pipe.”
Captain Morrow swung, and Winslow flailed off the bank.
“That is my favorite ship.”
“Was, sir. Was.”