Thinking of Sarah quoting John Masefield’s poem Sea Fever on Theros’s berth at Dartmouth (from where Sarah and Brett set sail): I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking, And a grey mist on the sea’s face and a grey dawn breaking.