Whisper's journal entry 7

Sharlyn has named our boat: The white Russian.
A few hours have past dark as we continue to row. Sharlyn makes an announcement, ‘we did
good but we need to really get away from her’
Sharlyn takes Star’s position and rows along side me as Star goes to check out the boat.
I start singing songs of inspiration to keep our rowing in time.
Star goes to check out below the deck. He finds a canvas bag, large enough to hold a sail and
some rope, but looks well worn. There’s also three sealed barrels. He takes his dagger and tries
to prise the lid off of one. He opens it and smells fish. He checks the sails and finds that there
are some holes in them, he take takes out his chalk and smiles remembering a past encounter
with his now new friends. He comes back on deck to tell us what he finds. I say ‘Star drag up
the sails, then take Sharlyn’s rowing position, Sharlyn go and fix the sail’ Sharlyn cast’s fog
behind us to mask our escape. Sharlyn starts to mend the sail as star and myself row. Sharlyn
works out using the stars in the sky that we are rowing south, away from the island. They swap
again and Star goes to collect the rope. They switch positions again and she mends the rope.I say to them I need to rest so Sharlyn switches with me. I look into the fog she cast to make
sure we aren’t followed. As far as I’m aware there’s no one following. Star asks me to collect the
other rope, I smell tuna down here? (Reminds me of a wench I once knew) I bring it above and
mend it. I go to the cabin. Inside there’s a small desk and two beds, one looks awful the other
looks better. I check out a foot locker. The mast goes through the center of this room. I lay
down carefully and rest.
As Sharalyn and Star continue to row they see that the pier is engulfed in flames.
After a while Star starts to tire and begins to groom. Sharlyn stops rowing and they bring the
ores in. Sharlyn double rows to try and turn the boat, she does. They work on the sail, Star tries
to communicate to Sharlyn how to fix the sail but he’s not that great at it, yet Sharlyn is
reminded of a past military officer who was just as bad at describing and works out what he
means. They start to raise the sail on the front mast. Star manages to hoist the sail with Star
kind of helping. He over dramatically falls on the ground to highlight his tiredness. Sharlyn goes
to the wheel and tries to steer the boat, but Star shouts from his laid down position that she
should try the ore first so the sail can catch the wind in order to then steer. She’s not able to
figure out this wind current! Star gets up in a huff and helps out. He tries off rope to blocks in
order for her to steer. She want’s to go west. She has a realization on how to steer the ship. She
asks Star to come and take the wheel. He does so in a huff. She goes to maneuver the sail.
Star is impressed by this. Star now really likes the wheel.
As I seep: I have a terrible dream about black mould and a smell of rotting fish.
Sharlyn hears the breaking of a wave and quickly shortens the sails to slow the boat down, Star
turns the wheel. She calls out to Sharlyn about what she heard. Star goes to take a look and
they swap positions but he can’t work it out. Star comes into the cabin and gently wakes me
(remembering the last time I was startled awake) to ask to borrow my crossbow and a bolt. In
my sleep induced daze I just point to where my things are.
Back outside Sharlyn lights the tip and Star aims in the direction of the breaking wave. The
arrow lights up the water, fish scatter and a reef is shown. Attól: a reef that surrounds an island.
Sharlyn goes back to the wheel and Star keeps watch from front to navigate around this reef.
Star sees the wreck of the Wave Breaker! They decide to give the Wave Breaker a wide berth
still wanting to go North. Star notices a spot in the reef so to escape this ring of death and
Sharlyn manages it.
As soon as the boat hits open water the boat jolts and creaks waking me, feeling sea sick I
manage to vomit inside the cabin but luckily not in bed. I slink back into bed. Star returns my
crossbow and notices that I threw up, he returns back to his post.
Heading west….
I wake after resting, still feeling tired. I go on deck and see how exhausted Star and Sharlyn are.
They tell me what had happened throughout the night. We decided to change direction and
head east. The name of the boat got changed: The Minnow.
Sharlyn goes below deck to find somewhere to sleep. She takes the extra rope and goes back
down to make a sleeping net of her people.
To keep Star amused as he gets very distracted I tell him stories and fairy tales that keep him
occupied and entertained.
Sharlyn returns and it’s Star’s turn to rest, he goes and fetch some fish from below then goes to
the cabin.
The wind is growing more violent. Sharlyn is struggling with the riggings. We change positions.
Night falls. Star takes over for me and I go to rest. Another bad dream, pitch folks….
Star and sharlyn spend time doing simple tasks, Sharlyn concentrates on making a net and
does. She tries it out and manages to catch a couple of fish. Star goes off and looks for hidden
spots in the boat. We go through the same pattern over a few days. Star has a vivid dream,
opening a barrel, fish pouring out but rancid and covered in mould.
I finally have a pleasant dream: of my youth when I did have a moment of calm.
I’m on rigging, Sharlyn on the wheel. The weather is raining and the wind is reasonable. I get
rainwater in my eyes, not having a good time. Suddenly we feel a sharp bump. Sharlyn goes to
take a look, she sees a flecks of silver; carapace! Dragon turtle. Star rushes on deck from
sleeping, spear in hand. Sharlyn dives into the water to take a better look at it. Star ties off a
rope for Sharlyn for when she needs to come back up. She tries to talk to it. She realises it’s
after gold. It talks back, wanting to trade. She asks it to wait to tell us what’s going off. I give her
my serpent necklace, Star gives gold and silver coins and a ring. She goes back down with
these items. The creature is in agreement. It comes towards her with it’s mouth wide open,
Sharlyn realises how big it’s mouth is and it can eat her! She realizes that in her broken tongue
she offered herself! Luckily she moves out of the way and it cuts her leg. I come to her aid and
heal her wound, as Star asks did she get directions. We both look at him scornfully.
During one of my shifts I notice an object on the horizon. I see a ship. I’m on shift with Sharlyn
and tell her. We decide to go to it. We pull up alongside and start a dialogue. We go aboard and
with their navigator we find a route for land. They also give us a barrel of perversions. To say
thanks I play sea shanties. I did so well I got tipped. We board our ship and as we part I play my
flute with a haunting melody.
During Star’s shift he doesn’t really pay attention to the wheel and feels like we have gone off
course. Luckily it hadn’t damaged our journey. Heavy winds pick up over the days. After that the
weather dies off to a lul. Star is proving to be unhelpful. So I take time to whittle with him and
teach him how to play. We try to play together. He’s convinced we shall start a band
together…mhhh….
A week pass. An actual storm hits. We lower and tie down the sail. We take on a lot of water
and are being tossed about. After a couple of hours the seas die down but it continues to rain
and we have wind. We need to bucket run the water out of the boat, Star stays on deck as
Sharlyn and I start. After a while Star helps out. Sleep shift pattern starts again.
On my shift on deck I figure out the course direction. A few more days pass. Finally we see a
faint silhouette on the horizon….. Land?….. As we get closer we see ships, we see the shore
line and fishing boats. People, grass, mountains, life. We head towards the port. A sense of
relief washes over us.

Whisper's journal entry 7

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