Waves crash on the side of a large ship.

  The only thing able to be seen is ocean and the fleet of surrounding ships.

  In a small room, lays Aaron, who is just now getting used to the sea sickness.

  He's trying to sleep, though it's the middle of the day, when he hears a knock on the door, along with a familiar voice.

  Jermaine slowly opens the door, informing Aaron of some news.

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  "The captain says we have one day left in our trip."

  Aaron sighs in relief.

  "Finally..."

  "I think I've lost more food than I've eaten."

  Jermaine chuckles.

  "Well, then I guess I should leave you alone then."

  "I'll be dropping off some food later, do you want the same you did last night?"

  Aaron grunts, not a word whatsoever but Jermaine knows it means yes.

  When the Sun begins setting, Jermaine takes a perch atop the ship.

  As the gleaming rays of sunlight bounce off of each wave, Jermaine thinks of what'll be waiting for him when they arrive.

  And what will be waiting for him when he comes back home.

  The next morning, Aaron and Jermaine leave the comfort of the ship, and step onto foreign land.

  As they approach the capital of Ashvara, they see the glory of Ashvara, the Sun rising behind the towering capital building.