Journey to the Naqsái Lands
22 Fésru 2371
Dawn arrived and all was clear, except the water which was full of seaweed and vegetation. I don’t know if this is the dangerous kind or not. I went down to the mess for breakfast and saw that Davé, the Keténgku worshipper who joined us at Ngéshtu Head was there. He was reading, so I didn’t disturb him.
The day passed without incident.