Mercer's been enlisted to take on the snarled ropes and sailcloth dangling from the mizzenmast. He's whistling as he balances precariously on the cracked stay, alternately untangling and cutting the knots as he goes.
The tune's unidentifiable, and yet, somehow, it still manages to sound off-key.
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Date: 2006-09-25 06:43 am (UTC)The tune's unidentifiable, and yet, somehow, it still manages to sound off-key.