The morning was chilly. The Star was now slowly appearing behind the rolling range of mountains in the East, opening its fragrance and pouring it down onto the lands of Earth below.
Its golden morning light penetrated through holes on the huge white sails atop the Sothian ship. The rays then illuminated their way through the sails to fall, in circles, onto the wooden front deck of the vessel.
The ocean below the moving ship was calm and gentle. The ship therefore flowed gracefully forward, atop the calm water. Excited dolphins jumped up into the air, as if waving 'hello' to the beautiful morning, and then dove back down into the water, beside the walls of the ship.
A dense fog covered most part of the surrounding of the ship, and it made it nearly difficult to see anything into the dis
