(33 Days Into The Voyage, The Timeless Ocean, Approaching the Reported Co-ordinates)
After a month of sailing the vast expanse of the Timeless Ocean, the fleet finally approached the reported co-ordinates where the island was last spotted with barely concealed excitement.
Everyone wanted to see for themselves as to whether or not the stories were real, and hence, for half a day, almost every crew member loitered on the deck, peering hard into the horizon for some mysterious floating structure, only to be disappointed when they found nothing.
"It was a fucking scam!"
"I can't believe I voluntarily signed up for this expedition…."
"I can't believe I missed my child's birth for this mission…."
The soldiers cursed while pretending to stay busy, as they busied their hands and hid their faces.
"I swear, Commander, it is not a sailor's tale," the junior soldier said, his palms open to the air as if truth might sit there if given the chance.
