Chapter 9-6

When I was shipwrecked, I felt had nothing to lose. Then, when first aboard the Wishbone, in the clutches of these pirates, though I expected it, I could muster fear for neither death nor any other fate. Yet the pirates did not take my life. Instead, the crew and their leader, il pollo del mare, have been gentle hosts.

Last night, with calm seas and a brisk wind in her sails, the Wishbone fairly flew across the water as I hopped about on deck with il pollo del mare. He showed me how to read the stars to chart our course. Now as I roost comfortably in my cabin, I realize that he has begun to steal my heart. I pray for smooth sailing for a time.

Reading the Stars