
A photo story by Virginia Obeius
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Damn you, Caellas! Damn you to the depths. |
| Now, now, Captain. It's bad luck to speak ill of the dead. |
| Luck's something you never seem short on. Where's my map?
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| Why, it's right in front of you. But lo! It appears your map has met with an unfortunate accident. You should take more care with what belongs to you. |
And YOU should take more care with you tongue, lest you lose
it! |
| Come, Elysumé... Didn't I always take care? Or have you banished your memories as well?
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| Release me.
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| And if I refuse? I'm not your first mate anymore, Dear Captain. So what are you going to do about it?
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| ... GUARDS! Seize this traitor!
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| ...
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| See you there... Captain...
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| ...
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| Damn you, Caellas. |