All written while listening to this song.
90th Day of Our Journey
The Year of Our Lord 1183
Inigo is dead.
Last night, we could hear him raving and the priest muttering his incessant prayers throughout the ship. When the moon was just over the horizon, and I was taking my watch, Inigo suddenly burst out of his quarters, screaming "Death! Death awaits all Euskaldunak if we continue west!" His words sent a chill down my spine, and I was rising from my seat at the rudder when he turned towards me, mad, staring eyes looking into my eyes. I was paralyzed by his insane look. Then, he turned away and leapt into the sea; the riptide soon dragged his body away. The priest, who had followed him out of the crew quarters, quickly crossed himself as the rest of the awakened crew began leaving. The damnable thirst-madness has claimed another of our number.
But there is good news. This morning, the boy Endika, who was sitting in the crow's nest, suddenly yelled down to me, "Andoni! Andoni! I can see land!" I scaled the mast and looked as well; there, in front of us, lay a beautiful green island, hanging low over the sea. The crew below us cheered as I joyfully proclaimed, "We are saved! The Lord has saved us!" Captain Eizaguerre yelled, "Plot a course for the green land!"
We should arrive tomorrow.
91st Day of Our Journey
The Year of Our Lord 1183
We dropped anchor today, off of a glittering beach, with sand so white it looked like bone. There was a stream just within the jungle, and we drank happily and ate strange multicolored fish that swam just off the beach, in the deep blue lagoon. But all is not well here in paradise. When we landed, we saw a line of footprints leading off into the jungle....
90th Day of Our Journey
The Year of Our Lord 1183
Inigo is dead.
Last night, we could hear him raving and the priest muttering his incessant prayers throughout the ship. When the moon was just over the horizon, and I was taking my watch, Inigo suddenly burst out of his quarters, screaming "Death! Death awaits all Euskaldunak if we continue west!" His words sent a chill down my spine, and I was rising from my seat at the rudder when he turned towards me, mad, staring eyes looking into my eyes. I was paralyzed by his insane look. Then, he turned away and leapt into the sea; the riptide soon dragged his body away. The priest, who had followed him out of the crew quarters, quickly crossed himself as the rest of the awakened crew began leaving. The damnable thirst-madness has claimed another of our number.
But there is good news. This morning, the boy Endika, who was sitting in the crow's nest, suddenly yelled down to me, "Andoni! Andoni! I can see land!" I scaled the mast and looked as well; there, in front of us, lay a beautiful green island, hanging low over the sea. The crew below us cheered as I joyfully proclaimed, "We are saved! The Lord has saved us!" Captain Eizaguerre yelled, "Plot a course for the green land!"
We should arrive tomorrow.
91st Day of Our Journey
The Year of Our Lord 1183
We dropped anchor today, off of a glittering beach, with sand so white it looked like bone. There was a stream just within the jungle, and we drank happily and ate strange multicolored fish that swam just off the beach, in the deep blue lagoon. But all is not well here in paradise. When we landed, we saw a line of footprints leading off into the jungle....