14 Day 14

The cartographer has passed. Mr. Wizzerson succumbed to his injuries. I didn't know him very well, but I'm sure that he is missed by someone in the world. We gave him a proper sea funeral. We were going to throw him into the sea, but Mr. Green wanted him to be buried on land with his family. I told him that if he didn't want him to be sent into the sea, then we could cremate him, but Mr. Green was very persistent on having Mr. Wizzerson properly buried. I then told him that we can hold him for a few days, but after a while his rot will stink up the whole place. So, I agreed to hold onto him until we find land and then bury him there, or after a couple of days, we will cremate him. His body is wrapped up in storage. May he rest in peace.