Having spent the better part of entirety reading scripture and conversing with the almighty again I found myself praying for the safe passage of this ship its officers and crew. Dreams took me by surprise and I had been on a cart with many barrels of ale listening to an inner voice one reminding me of the importance of Gods own deliverance and the pleasures of partaking in his masterfull invention known as ale. Then wishing the devil would leave my deliverance, startled I awoke. I could easily see it was before dawn. Black sky and on anchor, I could tell as I could feel the tug of the ships rope length extended then relaxed. A bit of wind and in the shelter of safe harbor I surmised. I got up from my cot and went to the water and washed my pallet spitting out that first nastiness caused by my nights heavy breathing. My stomach growled and except for that roar all else was absolutely silent a few creaks in different corners of the outside ships world but silence of inordinate proportion. It must be early.........