the smuggler’s bible


The man who knows where to look can find adventure any old place. Perceval and Galahad find it on a boat. There are piles of treasure and a bed with a sword lying among the sheets. There is also a woman sitting nearby who waves pleasantly.

“Is this all free?” Perceval asks.

“You certainly don’t have to pay me.”

“Okay. Don’t like the sound of that. Can we just have the sword?”

“I don’t know. Can you?”

“Cut the witchy stuff, lady,” Galahad says. “Is it cursed or something?”

She smiles and winks at them. “Bingo. Got it in three.”