There’s Magic in My Eyes

A self-deputized overseer whines helplessly about my unsanctioned use of his ship’s crow’s nest. Heads when high turn mutinous, he mutters, preferring I keep below deck with the others in the brig. Knowing that my ascent offends his cop-mind fills my heart with glee.


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