Bonus: and thus, this sleep deprived creature was brought into being.

“I’ll chase him through ewvery cursed fathom left in this vworld until there’s novwhere left to flee. And vwhen at last I drag his great ghost-pale carcass into the open for all to behold… the seas themselwves vwill remember vwho commands them.”

“For svweeps I’wve hounded that pale bastard through stormbreak and trenchfall — an insolent vwhite vwhale vwho slips the cull as if the damned sea and sky themselwves shelter him out of pity. But his luck rots thin.”