Shifting his gaze back to the journey across the East Ocean toward the Sardinia Female Country, it was now the twentieth day that Fisher had been sailing on board the Flying Fish. The farther north they sailed, the denser the gloomy weather on the sea's surface became, patches of frost and dark clouds forming a grey palette that sketched out half of the sky and painted the essence of the Northern Realm.
In traditional legends, the entry into the Northern Realm was described as "crawling forward under the axe and cleaver." The Realm was cold and the winds fierce, bringing along many variables and dangers to navigation.
Even if one didn't encounter danger at sea, a Captain steering a ship while looking up into the thick, viscous-like grey clouds would inevitably feel a sense of trepidation. Thus, in the ancient Sardinia Female Country, navigating the seas was always the ultimate test of a woman's courage.
