Text: A Query

[tis_disapproval]

'Tis a most curious observation...

Reading back through this assortment of thoughts, hushed messages and madness, it truly does seem as if, for the most part, only the most maniacal and sure to fail possess the ambition necessary to actively desire possessing this poisoned chalice we presently call 'home'.

Power, I understand.

Insanity, I do not.

The next time one of you contemplates this, might I suggest the very act of doing so does nothing but justify your being kept here?

Comments

[tis_disapproval]

And since when has our valiant Admiral ever given an impression of truly being in control?

I suspect them held captive, truth be told. Or perhaps enslaved to some nonsensical wish of their own, such as love.

[hourglass_twin]

I've always suspected his lack of control was more due to his choice of beverages than being any sort of captive.

[tis_disapproval]

I would not like to imagine what passes for beverage at that table.

[hourglass_twin]

Whatever does, I suspect it is quite strong.

[tis_disapproval]

And now we know upon what the ship is fuelled...