By coincidence, the sailor quoting John Donne was the great poet's namesake. The conversation continued ...
"Yes."
"And you reckon your fancy words'll help?"
"Yes."
"How?"
"They'll make this perilous predicament seem less real. That is to say ... less real."
"You're an idiot."
"Yes Captain."
"Who hired you?"
"You did."
"So I'm an idiot?"
"Captain?"
"Who hired you?"
(Pointing towards the wave) "Fate, sir."
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Lunar your writing is so evocative.
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