Loser Sails

This time around, Kozata was determined to overcome his seasickness. However, the moment he cast off from shore, he felt the nausea running through him. Ugh, how horrible. The waves tossed and turned, and in turn, so did his stomach. He could barely move the oars to row himself across the sea, so instead, he moored on a rock, and waited for a favorable wind. When it came, he quickly cast off, and unfurled his sail. As he gripped the mast, he began to hum something that had formed in his mind to distract him from the waves.
"Maybe I should cry for help... maybe I should kill myself..."

[SAIL, 24 hr travel to Shima]

buuuump