Strange, Yet Familiar
Strange, Yet Familiar, by the Cursed Captain.
Just when I thought I was doomed to be bored out o' me skull by this endless fog, I heard Ol' Warty cry 'land ho', though he didn't sound happy about it. There was land looming up ahead, sure enough, though we'd no time to change course before we were onto the rocks, good an' scuppered. After explorin' the grotto, we emerged t' see yet more ruined ships, an' a great lighthouse, too! It's the oddest thing, me crew swears it weren't there before. Well, we got her beacon burnin' bright an' I appointed one o' me crew to be the Lighthouse Keeper. So long as that light shines, we're sure to be rescued. Until then, I've set the crew t' makin' us some shelters out o' these scuttled ships, and maybe even a tavern. Funny how this already feels like home...
