Short and sweet. Fished me an elder God from the sea I did!
Can't help but sing The Dreadnoughts "Antarctica" as I played:
"Oh the Lord has many creatures, great and small,
And I'm off to put a spike into the greatest of them all,
Where the wind's a white bar of light and sailors can spend six months in the night,
Where the ice is fast closing in and all that is warm is a bottle of gin...
So I'll away, Antarctica"