I wouldn't sail this ship if I were you
Broken bottles; stars; discarded fairy wings, half in and half out of the mud; piles of swords; brass knobs; a shaft of frozen dog piss, collected at source in Antarctica and shipped to your grotto in the freezer compartment of a serious research vessel; the Crown Jewels; the carapace of a shiny green beetle; a pair of glasses at the bottom of a river; toenails painted with glitter polish; traffic jams on a sunny day; the plastic crowns of the invading army of tiny princesses as they step out of the sea onto the land; the sea itself; a red-splotched carp seen between waterlilies; chandeliers; a level 3 trombone fire; nuclear accidents; cloth of gold; a million tiny eyes; the shattered mirrors of failed enchanters; icicles; space blankets; fleets of alien vessels; the glitter glue shelf at your local craft shop; ice castles; bullion.
