Post by 12maori3 on Aug 13, 2021 1:45:57 GMT
Sander felt a heated gaze from the only person of the opposite gender that currently stood on his ship. He selectively and gracefully chooses to ignore it, beginning to tell his story, recalling every detail of the event as if it happened yesterday. "Before I begin, you know I have to talk about her. The fine piece of work that took sweat and blood of mighty men to build, anchored peacefully on an island on the opposite side of the world. There, sun would only set for an hour, then rise again; it was never fully dark, no. The birds were always awake, and...it was cold. Freezing, in fact. The crew had never been cold like that before; night or day, it was cold. And when it's cold, what do we do?" The captain tipped his head slightly as he waited as a chorus of voices rang out loudly, "We Sleep!" He chuckled lightly before continuing, "And sleep they did. The mountains and mountains of snow piled up until they were hard as rock, floating in the sea. One of then, smaller than the rest, more like a snow-ice hill, was at the center of this island, everyone was forbidden to go near it. Anyone want to guess who didn't listen?"
A series of mutters rang out as they all, once again in less excited unison, said, "The boy." The Captain snapped his fingers with a grin, "The boy. He woke up hungry, while everyone was asleep. So he ate some of the snow...naturally. Then, he saw a streak of light in the sky. Now, it wasn't dark so it was must have been difficult to see, but he saw it nonetheless. He followed that streak with his eyes until he realized - it was a star, falling out of the sky. So he went after it...naturally," Sanders laughed again, warm and knowing. "It looked like it was going to land on the snow-ice mountain. So he began to climb. He climbed and climbed for what felt like eternity, until his fingers, toes and the tip of his nose became red, until they went numb. He looked down, wanting to go back down. That was when his father and the rest of crew woke up and saw him halfway up. The boy began to cry, begging someone to come up and get him. Who knows what the captain said?"
This time, there were no replies. Only Brom's knowing grin as Sanders' own mouth widened with mirth. He took another large gulp of his drink and shrugged, "'You better get to the very top before you ever thinking of setting a foot back down here, you here me?'" Sanders mimicked his fathers voice the best he could, "So the boy cried as he climbed. His tears froze on his face, and his fingers, toes and nose became blue. He was sure he was going to die up there," Sanders paused a moment, remembering the feeling, "He shivered so hard, he was scared he'd fall off. Alas, he got to the top and what did he find?" Another grumble of guesses and shrugs. Sanders sighed and shook his head, "A disappointment smaller than a cows dung, that's what." Laughter erupted from the men and Sanders continued when it was quiet again, showing with his hand the size of the "star", "This small. It was an overglofirifed rock that had fallen from the sky. Still, he picked it up. But he was too tired, frozen, and disappointed to climb back down. So he laid down and rolled all the way to the bottom. The crew gathered around to warm him up of course soon as he reached the bottom. It was really hard not to, he was crying so hard, he could have sunken the ship," the story took a much more serious note as he concluded, "The rock, though not a star, is actually a metal that can't be dug up anywhere on this God's green Earth. It only comes from up there," he pointed to the sky. "So basically, if you go looking for something shiny, you end up with a fancy rock." He teased at the end.
A series of mutters rang out as they all, once again in less excited unison, said, "The boy." The Captain snapped his fingers with a grin, "The boy. He woke up hungry, while everyone was asleep. So he ate some of the snow...naturally. Then, he saw a streak of light in the sky. Now, it wasn't dark so it was must have been difficult to see, but he saw it nonetheless. He followed that streak with his eyes until he realized - it was a star, falling out of the sky. So he went after it...naturally," Sanders laughed again, warm and knowing. "It looked like it was going to land on the snow-ice mountain. So he began to climb. He climbed and climbed for what felt like eternity, until his fingers, toes and the tip of his nose became red, until they went numb. He looked down, wanting to go back down. That was when his father and the rest of crew woke up and saw him halfway up. The boy began to cry, begging someone to come up and get him. Who knows what the captain said?"
This time, there were no replies. Only Brom's knowing grin as Sanders' own mouth widened with mirth. He took another large gulp of his drink and shrugged, "'You better get to the very top before you ever thinking of setting a foot back down here, you here me?'" Sanders mimicked his fathers voice the best he could, "So the boy cried as he climbed. His tears froze on his face, and his fingers, toes and nose became blue. He was sure he was going to die up there," Sanders paused a moment, remembering the feeling, "He shivered so hard, he was scared he'd fall off. Alas, he got to the top and what did he find?" Another grumble of guesses and shrugs. Sanders sighed and shook his head, "A disappointment smaller than a cows dung, that's what." Laughter erupted from the men and Sanders continued when it was quiet again, showing with his hand the size of the "star", "This small. It was an overglofirifed rock that had fallen from the sky. Still, he picked it up. But he was too tired, frozen, and disappointed to climb back down. So he laid down and rolled all the way to the bottom. The crew gathered around to warm him up of course soon as he reached the bottom. It was really hard not to, he was crying so hard, he could have sunken the ship," the story took a much more serious note as he concluded, "The rock, though not a star, is actually a metal that can't be dug up anywhere on this God's green Earth. It only comes from up there," he pointed to the sky. "So basically, if you go looking for something shiny, you end up with a fancy rock." He teased at the end.