The ship sailed swiftly through the open waters, propelled by a favorable wind. The morning sunlight bathed the deck in a warm and golden glow, signaling the start of a new day.
"Hooaha," Damian yawned and woke up, his eyes adjusting to the rays of sunlight seeping through the small gaps in the window. He got up and made his way outside to the main deck, shielding his eyes from the sudden brightness.
"Hey, have you seen Kaelen?" Damian inquired of one of the crew members nearby. "He's on the upper deck with the Captain," the crew member responded.
Following the stairs, Damian ascended to the upper deck, where he found Han and Kaelen sitting in chairs around a round table, enjoying a meal and some tea. Meanwhile, Roland stood near the wheel, expertly steering the ship.
"You're awake too," Han remarked upon seeing Damian's arrival.
As time passed, the group engaged in conversation, seated comfortably at the table. Roland occasionally stood up to tend to the ship's controls.
