The Man exited
glowing brightly, and impact-
cratered the Shoreline.

As he traversed slow,
Jade leaves bowed beneath his touch -
fingers trailing close.

Upon the final treeline
stood a vast prairie
with Golden tall grass.

Creating new trail
were countless streams of Humans.
They flattened the brush.

Single file they trudged,
wallowing deep in their pains!
They marched to the shore

on the far East side.
Above the Forest, huge sails
caressed the Blue Sky.

The Cultured Scholar
walked and talked with each person --
but none gave response.

Entranced they entered
seafaring Monstrosities
tied to oaken docks.

He played his part well
and sat deep in the Darkness
of the Ship's bowels.

A single Porthole
ensconced in the Starboard side
revealed our Players:

An Ornate Vessel
lay bobbing the horizon,
and the Governess

placed her sextant down,
and rested as Satvi prayed -
Dalaj, days away.