looks up from his task. stares out over the sea. he does not feel displeased. stares again. he gets up, grabs a hatchet, crosses the deck in no particularly noteworthy fashion, and sinks the hatchet into the base of the main sail as deeply as he can. the men around begin to yell as he pulls it out and readies for a second
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