We have set sail from the port of Jad to the mainland, and in my determination not to be ill on this voyage, I begged from my Master a remedy. A trade then, was solicited between my Master and the ship's Physician, and in my waxing health I entertained the lady for the night in her cabin.
This was no mere remedy, but a rather powerful elixer that left me somewhat dazed and unable to distinguish reality from those altered states that I think my mind may have conjured. It was not the least unpleasant, that is until the drug began to wane and I found myself despairing.
The whitecapped tempest rising halfway across Thassa thrilled me to the point that my Lover for the night became herself the Apsara, folding me into her embrace against her divine breast. I never wanted to be roused from this paradise. But alas, my Lover drew me once again from this deep spell, the warm embrace of my panacea no more.
