The Sea of No Name, perennially engulfed in mist, rarely witnessed the presence of others.
Ronald and Pathfinder sailed in the direction illuminated by the lantern at the bow, encountering no unexpected incidents along the way.
There were no monsters living in the sea.
Nor were there sources capable of causing danger.
Likewise, there were no meaningful encounters at all.
The indifferent ocean and the lonesome journey encapsulated all that this world comprised, other than the ship and its passengers.
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Ronald and Pathfinder had discussed quite a few pieces of information about the Sea of No Name, serving as a distraction during this dull journey.
Whether it was Pathfinder or other travelers wandering this lonely sea, the greatest torment stemmed from this dark, ignorant world and the pervasive loneliness, akin to the sea's nameless mist.
