The Skies be Stirrin’

The skies be stirrin’, growlin’ louder than the Kracken’s bowels. We must trap the wind while we have it to trap for I fear, tonight, old Triton is set on stretchin’ his fins and splashin’ a bit. Indeed, ya sea scabs, the skies be stirrin’. Tonight the wind will have us!

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