[The night is ripe with sea spray and the promise of a dream. In this darkness, the land is invisible to the eye. No one on shore can see them - none of the politics and drama that so frequented family circles could touch them - not when he's aboard Edmond's ship. It's a true sanctuary in every since, even if it's only for tonight. Come the morning, he'll have to return to the Collins... but that's still far away.
Andersen remains on deck to watch the stars. He has a lamp with him, so he can properly see the journal he's sketching the constellations into. All is calm. Peaceful.]
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Andersen remains on deck to watch the stars. He has a lamp with him, so he can properly see the journal he's sketching the constellations into. All is calm. Peaceful.]