Me dearest mate, your ship on the horizon would be a rip snorter of a sight!
Phydaa is an explorer, cheerfully getting more lost by the day. He hasn't been a part of civilization for far too long, and he now talks to himself almost constantly to fill the silence. His original goal was to find Lutari Island, but after traversing through the Lost Isle, the ruins of Geraptiku, Techo Mountain, and so forth, he's lost all sense of time and direction. He still loves beaches, though, and hopes to find himself on a sailing ship again someday -- preferably with his buddy Auggie at the helm. (Phydaa speaks with an Australian accent.)
Thank you Kiri!
Poem by me
Will I ever see those shores?
Obscured by thunderous tempest wild;
Will there ever be a day when
Your seas are calm and mild?
I wish to comb your sunny beaches
Swim in those fluorescent pools
Marvel at the island's wonders
Collecting beads, feathers, and jewels.
I yearn to daub my face with paint
And celebrate a jubilee!
To dance and sing throughout the night
With those native Lutari.
But your isle is out of reach;
Floating loose, forever adrift.
Foreboding clouds envelop you
With growling thunder, and lightning swift.
Alas, I may never see your shores;
O tropical haven, so far away –
But I shall wait, and dream of you
On the next Lutari Day.