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You are now <span class="mu-s">Everett of Guyot</span>.
You have volunteered for a very dangerous task. Maybe it was stupid, but it would also be stupid not to. You live in Rich- SLYVESTER'S shadow now anyway. Every day since you joined the Pink Lady's crew, you've felt useless and weak. Always simmering in the background, unable to do much and being taught like a child on the basics of sailing, whaling, loading muskets and cleaning cannon barrels. You've never once felt an equal to your dear Captain.
You were always mad at him for leaving Guyot. Jealous of his wealthy father, and yet in your eyes throwing it all away just to go out to sea on adventures. Did he forget the days when you would run across the island together? Barefoot, across the sands, running their hands through the beachgrass so quickly that they would compare each other's arms and see if there were cuts from the sharpness? Does he remember you at all?
As the small boat clacks silently against the larger ship, the moans of pain and scream from above masking your presence this time, hopefully, you are helped up through the overly-large oval gun port and into the dark and musty insides of the ship. Your bare foot crunches on something hard, and you realize to your revulsion it is a human teeth. Many litter the floor here, fallen through the cracks in the coral-floor from above. You regain your resolve when the captain speaks.
<span class="mu-r">"Everett, if you don't come back out in five minutes, we'll have to leave you and sink the ship. We won't be able to rescue you."</span>
"That's alright, Captain. If I'm on this ship that long, I won't <span class="mu-i">want</span> to be rescued."
So why are you doing this? To prove you're still useful. To earn your place at the Captain's side, and maybe because your whole life of solitude on a backwater island just wasn't exciting enough. Stupid? Yes. Exhilarating? Also yes. Your dearest friend gave up his Sweetwater to help you as a child, and then gave up his leg searching fame and fortune on the seas. Maybe it's time for you to give something up too.
It's time for you to run.
