Wind, Waves, and the Wicked šā
On Board the Lively Maria, off Saint Pelvier's Reach Prairial 23th, 1821 Dearest Mummy, I hope this letter finds you and father well, Cordelia and I think of you often and we miss both of you terribly. For all that, our journey is quite engaging and Aunt Lauren is a most excellent guide and well able to answer our many questions. On the subject of our voyage, we stood out from Ramos Point on the 18th of Prairial, aboard the Packet Lively Maria. Father Iām sure will wish to know she is a well founded vessel being some 32 meters in length and of about 294 tonnes, with a crew of about 30 men. Captain Campbell is the master, a sturdy man of middle years. The seas are unsettling to those accustomed to the land and I had several days of discomfort while getting used to the motions. Captain Campbell tells me this is quite common. The seas are ever so mobile. The ocean looks the same from a distance, and yet up close, in the moment it is all tempest and fury. And across its back we glide in fragile hulls with but a bit of cloth to pull us along. And yet, there is such life here! "Well I learned the trade from Piggy Knowles And Sing Sing Tommy Shay boys God used me as a hammer boys To beat his weary drums today Hoist that rag! Hoist that rag! Hoist that rag!" - Tom Waits (šā Inner Self by LewdLeah enabled! Thanks Leah!)
