Another week or maybe two - I’d lost track of time - into our sea voyage, those of us who had no clue how to sail, began to grasp what the Warriors were teaching. They had an intuitive sense of water and wood. While we still relied heavily on N’kiri and her crew to do most of the work, I had new eyes and looked at rope as lines, that lines held up the sails, and what to do with those sails when the wind was from one direction or another.

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