Dear Trillium.
Tied by an invisible anchor.
Previous ChapterNext ChapterDear Trillium. I tried to triangulate my location with the map I took when I departed. I tried using the direction the wind is blowing in comparison to the islands that surround this one. It has all been in vain, as I cannot get a grip of true north without the sun. It remains a mere guessing game until that point. The winds are strong enough here to keep the gulls to the ground, like they are tied by an invisible anchor.
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