Bromfords of the Kollobita´´rtainnen - Part 14

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"Bromford Moon"

They told me all the hymns were born
Out of the saxophone
And I went down to test them all
Beneath the Bromford moon
I saw violence in the moon
Two broken lovers strong and strewn
I drank myself into a dream:

Bromford moon
My daddy Bromford moon
Oh my darlin'
Bromford moon Lord my daddy
Bromford moon

You can keep the Texas blues
Tequila and the bruning stone
But my amigo
Nothin's good against the Bromford moon

Talk about daddy Bromford moon
Talk about lovin' Bromford moon
Talk about daddy Bromford moon

»The Amber Heart of the Sea was crafted by the Kollobita´´rtainnen Sea itself«, the faun continues. »It is a pendant made of a core of amber that is sheltering one single tear of Queen Titania herself. This heart is wrapped in shaped and shiny red corals interlaid with sprinkles of gold and silver and the light of the first full-moon before the being of time. «

All three members of the crew of the WaveEater are nodding and sighing in unison.

»That's what our customer in that alley in Quantico told us«, Captain Ahabraham Hammock consents. »He also said, it was hundreds or maybe thousands of years ago that the famous thief of San Antonio stole that gem from the neck of Queen Titania herself. And that it was about time that it was brought back to its' true owners. «

»I only know the thief of Bagdad«, Nigel whispers.

»The shady man in the alley gave us a little laced leather bag«, the first mate Rilliam Wiker picks up the captain's story, »together with a slight warning. «

»We shouldn't take it out of its bag too often and look at it«, the captain continues, »or its' glamour and beauty would confuse and lull our senses. «

»The stranger paid well«, the first officer says, »enough gold for a living of a fifty-headed crew for at least three years. And we would get additionally rewarded once we handed the Amber Heart over to the King and the Queen. «

»I had to accept«, Captain Hammock sighs, »although I had never heard of the kingdom of Greenlion and it was nowhere to be found on the nautical charts. When I showed him a sea map he just pointed at an unknown region where the mapmaker had painted the image of a dragon. «

»Here Be Dragons«, Claude Sideburns mumbles.

»What? « the llama and Nigel ask simultaneously.

Today is Thursday, the 14th of December 2023.