Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
Tuesday, 23 September 2014
Crabmeat.
A lure to keep the sharks from the shoreline, to keep them from the families that played in the sands.
A lure to keep me in line and in my place as nothing.
I will not let this deter me. I will find a way to serve the Crown in a greater capacity than a mere adventurer.
I will not follow the crabmeat.