From the introduction: Arrrr ya feelin’ old, matey? Might these ‘re words be echoin’ from a skull an’ crossbones? Mebbe that skull was yer friend, shipmate, even yer father. We all grow old, matey. We all die... or do we now? Ph’raps we don’t. Lestaways, you don’t, not if yer able ta find the fabled Fountain o’ Youth...