Mulcahy looks upwards in thought. "The thing is... this Captain had summoned and disposed of many groups of people throughout many thousands of years. My 'voyage' disappeared into the Village five years ago. Many of the former voyagers you see now are from a more recent group."
Another, longer pause. His brow furrows. "For some reason they were sent by the Captain to the Village, where my group still was. Any significant rebellion of ours was long gone, but their arrival... invigorated things, so to say. It was a month before they somehow managed to destroy Number 2 and his world. The bubble popped. All of their group spilled back safely onto the ship. Of mine..."
He swallows. "There was me, the Arrayer, another Father, and the Ancient Fuelweaver. There were only four of us. The Arrayer and the Father... they disappeared. When the prison ship was destroyed and we were scattered on this island's shores, there was only me and the Fuelweaver, who had been turned into an object that I carried out with me."
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Another, longer pause. His brow furrows. "For some reason they were sent by the Captain to the Village, where my group still was. Any significant rebellion of ours was long gone, but their arrival... invigorated things, so to say. It was a month before they somehow managed to destroy Number 2 and his world. The bubble popped. All of their group spilled back safely onto the ship. Of mine..."
He swallows. "There was me, the Arrayer, another Father, and the Ancient Fuelweaver. There were only four of us. The Arrayer and the Father... they disappeared. When the prison ship was destroyed and we were scattered on this island's shores, there was only me and the Fuelweaver, who had been turned into an object that I carried out with me."
He hasn't touched the food.