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Originally Posted by Son of Stopped
Day 684.
With still no sign of land but with healthy enough provisions. I fear the tribe is beginning to fight amongst themselves. How I curse the King of our homeland who banished us from the country we love. In fact wasn't it a Queen when we left? Been at sea so long beginning to think I'm cracked in the head. I confide in my pet stone that I am to marry when we reach land. But even these days the stone has stopped talking to me. Ever since that "No you actually can drink seawater. I saw a TikTok" video got sent to my inbox.
By my curse-ed splintered buttocks how I live to dance with my granite bride. That thought keeps me sane through these troublesome seas.
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The Rime of the not so Ancient Manics Fan
