I lost focus and everything got foggy again. A part of me wanted to stay there, with Frederick, in his arms, wherever we were, but I could not. I drifted off once again, Not fully asleep, but certainly not fully awake either. And after a bit I started talking once again. “A captain always goes down with his ship. My ship happens to be an airship, unlike its namesake, the original Cagafuego that belonged to my pirate grandfather Drystan, but she still needs her captain to boss the crew around. I’m a very lucky pirate that they respect me so much.
“Once, when I was a young lad back on the farm, I had a weird dream. I’d dozed off in the hay after milking the cows. And I dreamed…I dreamed I was my pirate ancestor and the ship was indeed, sinking, with all hands. I knew that I was going to liv
