A tale over ale
“You take a ship3 straight west. You’ll run right into it.” he continued.
“Once there, what out for the trapdoor spiders. They’re huge and you don’t want to fall4 into one of their holes.”
There was music and maidens dancing5 in a corner of the pub, but nobody was watching. Everyone was enraptured by the story.
The barkeep went on to describe how at one point they must go left even though all signs suggested going right6. He finished with a few other details and then went back to pouring ale for the lads with empty mugs.