Chapter Three

The sun went down and night soon came. We had dinner with the rest of the crew, before they began to drink ale. I remember seeing Rowan hang out with the rest of the men, but he never touched a drop of alcohol.

That night, I had trouble sleeping. I tossed and turned for a few hours, before giving up, and deciding to go up from the cabin to the deck. There I saw Rowan. He stood near the edge of the deck staring at the sea. He looked so peaceful, he looked at home.

I walked up to him, hearing my footsteps, he turned to me. “Cant sleep?” He asks.

“I’m afraid not.”

“The name is Rowan, you’re Weyln, right?”

“Yes, have we met before?”

“No I don't believe so, I heard someone call out your name earlier today.”

“I dont regionze you from the last voyage. This your first trip?”

“Yes, I was just hired a few weeks ago.”

Rowan and I stood there talking till my eyes grew heavy.

“I’m going to go back down to the cabin, you coming?” I asked.

“I’m going to stay out here for a bit longer.”

“Don’t stay out to late,”

Unable to sleep due to the harsh waves, the two of us spent most nights out on the deck, causing us to quickly became friends.