The east wind howled endlessly, pushing the tattered longship towards the unknown West. In this early summer of June, the Azores high pressure from the North Atlantic created a strong pressure difference around the American Continent. Hurricanes rose on the sea, spinning with pressure, throwing strong winds and rain towards the land.
The longship headed west, spotting flying seabirds but rarely fish. The sea was a blue desert, the deeper the sea, the further from the continent and currents. Fortunately, the Kingdom's last exploratory longship only tested the edge of the desert cautiously before quickly sailing towards the fertile near waters.
"Four days of storms... six days of drifting... it's been ten whole days! The ship hasn't stopped... why haven't we reached land yet..."
