No one questioned her about her identity, reasons for passage, or intended destination on the ship, and every evening before crews shifted to night’s light duty taken in turns, she was welcomed to join them as they ate supper, told lavish tales of their extensive journies, and sang and danced to sparse instruments accompanied by the beat of drums.
Having already learned a few rhythms herself, it felt easy for her to join in their revelries – and marvelous to be free at last, carried away by water and wind while guided by the stars’ heavenly trajectories.
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