Episode MMXXX – Hunger

Four days at sea after our escape, most miraculous, from the immoral women and their immodest manner of dress and we found ourselves becalmed, sails flapping softly in the still air, and watching dark and dire shapes just below the surface slowly circling our vessel. Praying as we did to the east, four times a day, it came to us that these shapes were not water beasts but rather the lost souls of those infidels we had beheaded for not accepting the word of our great philosopher and suzerain. They had been waiting for their revenge and those harlots had prepared a ship for us and let us go, knowing what was to come when we were on the high seas. And, then, on the sixth day, just when our hunger was most intense and we were on the verge of delirium, a great number of fanged fish leapt from the sea unto our decks, thrashing and biting until the deck ran red with our blood, whereupon we bashed at them with mallets and subduing them, fell upon them in our hunger and pain, eating them whole. For days afterwards, we were violently sick and their foul taste lingered in our mouths as we began to exhaust our water supply. It seemed that the unbelievers would certainly extract their revenge. (Copyright mmg 2008)