"Good and Evil in Captainland - as elsewhere they occur,
But only here Goodness rules, my dear monsieur!
Very lively stories, on these roads you might meet
Wild imaginations running on long, thin feet!"
Captain was singing softly into my ear, dragging me forward.
Some kind of grayish THING, on ridiculously long legs ran across the road in the fog.
I blinked, and the nightmarish vision vanished.
It was only with the assistance of Captain that I was able to walk forward. My muscles were aching and my face was feeling numb as my feet drowned in the knee deep snow, while Captain's boots, it seemed, barely made an imprint. I filed this fact under my tiredness-related delusion.
Fatigue and lightheadedness made me want to keel over, but Captain was holding me tightly and keeping me upright. Occasionally, Captain also chose to interlock our arms, as if we were a happy couple taking a lovely stroll through the park.
"The Fairy Godmother, where's she off to?
Perhaps someone's wish bills are due!
Captain's song was becoming more absurd.
"Fairy godmothers don't exist..."
I mumbled tiredly.
A silver, winged monstrosity flashed in the sky, highlighted by a lightning bolt.
I felt unease.