The days blur. Multiple ship-to-ship communications combined with the female native’s desire for dominance combined to result in exhaustion. It’s also why this Captain’s Log suffered a delay.
The weather, at least, remains sultry. Capt C rejoices; Capt A grumbles.
The natives eagerly anticipate the fourth month of the year because, for both, it represents another concluded journey around the solar sphere. It may be a ploy to gain bestowals and sweetmeats. Tomorrow, the male native declares his commemoration must occur.
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