Medical Log. April 10, 1818. Portlethen Bay, Scotland. Master against Commander is always a battle of blood and wits to the bitter end.
This chapter was far too short! And I don‘t know how you did it, but “ew gross, water leaper” turned into “awww, who’s a cute widdle water leaper then”?
Ah wait until you get to the next two, and last two chapters!
2+2 is 4, yes?
Ah i misspoke. Just two chapters left until the end
I am glad there are still two chapters to go, but I wouldn’t be mad if it ballooned to 4.
Well, the story of Rebekah and what happened in the town does end at chapter 7... I won't promise ALL the threads get neatly tied up. 😁😉
Always good to avoid eye contact with those who gaze at you with a feral leer.
Well, it’ll certainly leave you feeling a bit safer!!
Mind over matter, or something like that.
This chapter was far too short! And I don‘t know how you did it, but “ew gross, water leaper” turned into “awww, who’s a cute widdle water leaper then”?
Ah wait until you get to the next two, and last two chapters!
2+2 is 4, yes?
Ah i misspoke. Just two chapters left until the end
I am glad there are still two chapters to go, but I wouldn’t be mad if it ballooned to 4.
Well, the story of Rebekah and what happened in the town does end at chapter 7... I won't promise ALL the threads get neatly tied up. 😁😉
Always good to avoid eye contact with those who gaze at you with a feral leer.
Well, it’ll certainly leave you feeling a bit safer!!
Mind over matter, or something like that.