Hours turn into days, it seems as if we took a wrong turn. Instead of experiencing high sun that many tales have been told of about seas near Asia. Low waves, dark cold days and frigid nights are all we have endured recently. I have yet to inform my crew that the compass seems to be at least ten degrees, they seem to have grown bitter by the sea and restless by many sleepless nights by choice out of pure anticipation of landing I have shipmates that haven’t slept in days. Though we have made stops at different sea ports to refuel and rest it seems bittersweet just to know that after our few hours or days of rest we are just going to end up back on the blasted ship.
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