I say Elad, could I trouble you to open a window or perhaps reveal a secret door that might allow me to reenter the lighthouse? I leaned a touch too far over the balcony and now find myself in a spot of bother. It’s a lovely view, but perilously high.

If you haven’t got a spare door, perhaps you could lower a bit of rope?


Lucky for you Elad, I have the finger and toe strength of a titan!

More brilliant musings about my adventures in New Britannia

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