Re: Sailors on the Starless Sea
Bill can read; that's a good thing. He absolutely can read. Completely, absolutely. All of you would vouchsafe his mastery of letters. You really would. At least you think he can read. He's a confidence artist after all.
"Gents, I'm not going to lie and say I understand every twisted sigil, but damned if I don't have the gist. Now, listen to this: I've seen fire and I've seen rain, I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end, I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, but I always thought I'd see you again."
There are tears, copious tears, for all of the friends you'll never see again and all of the friends, on four legs and two, who won't see you again.
Like snakes writhing in a pit, the runes wriggle over and under one another, so Sidd can't tell one from another. Is that one the cute adder with the wiggly tongue or the butch Timber rattler? He'd have a better time if he were a wizard, an apprentice, a fortune-teller, or an astrologer.