As he’s pulling a coat over his shoulders, he stares down at his bed and tries to think of what exactly possessed him to go running off after a criminal on the street. He’s never done something like that before. The most trouble he’s ever gotten into was sneaking out to see the ocean, but he’s done that so many times that it no longer feels like trouble, and rather just a bad habit. Wilbur watches as they split in two, moving to the side, offering a clear path to the boat waiting off in the water on the other side. But just as soon as he wishes, he comes to his senses, and realizes his place. He is not a pirate. He’s a young man in a simple town who lives with an old wretched woman who took him in as a baby. He’s a normal civilian, with a soft singing voice and just an unusual strong love for pirate stories. Niki listens to his footsteps leave, and she gives a huff, a small smile on her lips. It doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Still. I know he’s going to be skittish.” She mutters, knowing Techno isn’t going to hear it. “And Techno isn’t the most gentle out of all of us.” She says to Dream, shrugging as if they’re just both sharing an inside joke. Okay, okay!” He yells, trying to get them to calm down before someone comes running to ask why it sounds as if the children are being murdered. “I need quiet, you all must be quiet or else no story at all.”

Well, I asked him to come help me with something weeks ago.” Niki admits, lowering her head in a nearly shameful way. Wilbur assumes it is surrounding her brother and his condition. He presses no further. “He’s only just arriving, but he won’t stay long. You could go with him. You should. He’s always liked traveling, and I trust him with my life. You'd be safe on his ship.” Your hair.” Wilbur mutters out, scrunching his nose up with the inability to say anything meaningful.

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It’s not a desirable job. It certainly wasn’t his first choice. But it’s a good chance for money, and that’s all he really needs. All he needs is a chance. You said to get into the base. I did that.” Techno responds, his words flat. He hasn’t looked away from Wilbur. Wil’s heart jumps when he realizes it. This Welsh word means “water.” It is also the name of a town and seaport on the English Channel. 153. Dylan

MacCulloch, J. A. (1911). The religion of the ancient Celts. New York: Dover Publications. ISBN 0-486-42765-X.

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But it never stops the thoughts. It never stops him from wondering, from searching, from still sneaking out to the sea. It is perhaps not surprising that the song was successfully parodied, see the entry for Bobbing up and down like this He sleeps in late and gets an earful for it, and he waves his aunt off as he runs out the door, escaping her shrill voice echoing out into the street. He heads through town with a jump in his step and a slight excitement beginning to unfurl in his heart. We will not be doing that, and you will not send me to the gallows.” Niki responds. “Move aside and let us through, or you’ll be sorry.” He likes to think he was more well behaved then these ones, but he knows he’d be lying to himself with that one. He’s always been a headache ever since the day he was found on the doorstep, or at least that’s what the adults around him have always said.