To those who like to dwell on land it might look like the ships of Alice stood the entire ocean full, a thousand strong, every ship averaging thirty men, which means thirty thousand men at least now made landfall on the frozen beaches of southern Alaska.
Alice stood deep in allowing all to dock with the rowboats, some of the corvettes came in close so the men could depart directly on land, when all men and women made disembarked, she wove her hand to them and headed into the forest.
Luna watched the huge crowd disappear into the trees, as always she wasn't allowed to follow, and Alice left Antonio to watch over her, she clicked her tongue then continued scrubbing the deck.
Alice walked in deeper and deeper, as she did she felt her heart sink, how will she deal with losing this, it felt like no amount of holy grace can ever rip her back from this deep pit she has fell into, it was painful, just like those words of Luna, hitting her like stone.
