The lighthouse is an off-white color, towering fifty feet over the shore. The light from the building extends out for miles past the shoreline.
Lighthouse, Shore
mariner
concubine
I am the muse of a poet.  I am open to flattery.  I take advantage of the intrigues of men.
Why sir, I am unsure myself, after all I do not work here. ive spent most of my life on the sea and not once has there been an unlit lighthouse Maybe the one who works the lighthouse is gone, I have not been able to find them myself. where is your man, conncubine. is he the man in charge? My previous partner is on the wind at the moment, I came here to try and find a place out of the cold. apologies. i know not of the ways of this land i have just docked my ship, the sea is a lonely world This land has lost its appeal to me as well. Maybe you would like a companion out at sea. Once the lighthouse is on. ah that would be be a gift. However as it stands neither of us can turn on the lighthouse, so we are stuck until the worker comes back well what can we do other than wait Oh it seems you have dropped your map, where abouts will you be sailing next? wherever the winds take me, or perhaps the next working lighthouse