How long have I been here? I don't even know anymore.
I'm finding myself unable to even muster hate for these wretches.They bore me more than anything. What did they do to deserve this eternal damnation?
Or is it me who is damned? Damned to scrape their muck from my boot every hour of every day until the end of time.
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The skies were red again last night. And the storm was... strange... even for this place. I swear I saw something, another ship I think, beyond the breakers. We'll see if they had the good sense to steer clear of this hell.
