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Longinus

“Ooah,” says Captain Van der Decken, pacing the poop deck, “it’s der doom what I feel upon me, ah, der crushing despair of immortality!”

“You’ve been doing it for like seventy years,” groans Longinus, and pauses to vomit. “I’m sixteen hundred and I still get seasick.”

The captain switches to his native tongue. Unfortunately, Longinus can pretty much comprehend it.

“I don’t care if this is the only ship we can both ride,” he growls at his fellow traveler, “it’s not worth the dinner show.”

Up in the crow’s nest, Ahasuerus manages to grin maddeningly right through his mouth harp solo.

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