"Toot"~~~~A sharp whistle rang out on the beach of Swordfish Island, as the last rowboat left the beach and headed towards five mid-sized sailboats anchored at sea. Aboard the rowboat were the captain and a few senior managers of the airship, who waited until they watched all the passengers and airship staff safely board the rescue ships before they felt at ease to leave Swordfish Island. On the departing rowboat, the old captain kept looking back, reluctant to part with the airship that had been his intimate companion for ten years. He wondered if he would ever have another opportunity to pilot her in the skies of the Yarran World.