candlenut-ink

Updated: June 11, 2025

The blue of the candlenut-ink, in bizzare designs upon body and legs, had turned a scaly greenish hue from age and kava excesses. Revealed in the yellow light, he was like a ghastly bronze monstrosity that had known the weathering of a century. He was the leader of the chant and, like all the others, had drunk plenty of Grelet's rum.

Frederick O'Brien - White Shadows in the South Seas