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[treadingdawn]

[Huff, puff.]

Captain Barbossa - you are a harsh man.

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[captain-hector.livejournal.com]

Then I'll pay you fair for your time, boy. Man of my word on it.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I do not doubt that, Captain.

When do you intend to sail?

[captain-hector.livejournal.com]

I've no crew a ship that size and this place has no reasonable destination. I'm not to sail at all, it'll seem. I am, however, tired of living aboard a thing of such a degraded state. Ill-fitting, you see.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Have you already met the horizon to know this?

[captain-hector.livejournal.com]

I've heard it enough. Once any man reaches a point to where the shore fades behind him, it appears just the as it was in front of him. I don't figure myself so high that the rule shan't apply to myself, as well.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I have not heard that before. Then the City is its own beginning and its own end?

[captain-hector.livejournal.com]

That'd be a way of putting it, aye.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

It is very curious, Captain. Still I much appreciate the opportunity to help repair your ship.