Episode 67: And I Woke to Find the World had Waited for Neither of us

Suffering from a lack of confidence, Bass seeks to understand how to deal with the upcoming storm by unconventional methods. The microcassette found in the frame is finally able to be heard.

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SONGS FROM THE EPISODE

· “New Land” (90 Degrees Theme Song) by Ian Post.

· “Dance of Spring” by William Pearlson

· “Dr. Dree” by Lynnpublishing

· “Boy Band Full” by W3MUSIC

· “White Lies Black Truth” by Silk Toxik

· “She’s so Misty” by Trent Shumway

· “Slow Emotional Dreamy Strings” by Psystein

· “Surrendered” by Out of Flux

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A Viking named Rolf sails home after six brutal months at sea—storms, sea serpents, and more mead than any liver ought to endure. He bursts through the door, sword on his back, expecting stew in the pot and a hero’s welcome. Instead, he finds his wife in bed… with another woman.

Rolf freezes. The two women look up, wide-eyed, bracing for the thunder of Norse wrath. But Rolf just blinks, scratches his beard, and says: "By Odin’s beard, I’ve fought dragons, drowned half my crew, and nearly froze me arse off crossing the fjords. And this is the warmest welcome I’ve had all year!”Then he drops his shield and mutters, “Next voyage, I’m bringing more pillows.”