I've been listening to haunting ballads of monsters slain, devils outsmarted, and lovers lost. Sea shanties and land lamentations. Whistling, clapping, snapping, thumping of bodhran and droning of hurdy-gurdy.
I pretend I'm floating on a quiet patch of ocean, on a sailboat built from stolen wood.
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