Hello again. I found the most interesting place today.

Rather than find it I suppose it would be more accurate to say we ran into it.

In the very early morning I was woken up by a crash that launched me from my hammock into the wall. Lovely.

I stumbled out on deck to be met by a bizzare sight. The newly rising sun had just started to illuminate a forest of shattered masts and tattered sails. As far as the eye can see. Ships. Of all sizes and nations. They formed a hulking mass of broken wood and rusted metal.

The current here was very strong. It kept our ship trapped against the side of the rotted caravel we had crashed into. Slowly this island of broken ships spun. Caught in a massive spiralling current.

I was actually pretty excited. We might be trapped, but can you imagine a better place to make a new and improved Ivers Dream?

I spent the next few hours rousing my shipmates, they had somehow managed to sleep through the crash, and exploring this wonderland of broken dreams. I was looking for some fireproof materials. Only they would be used in the construction of my new ship.

Eventually I had a really brilliant bad idea. What is the quickest way to look for fireproof material? Burn it all! Whatever is left among the ashes is obviously fireproof.

With no further thought or consideration of the risks I marched back to our sloop and proceeded to blast everything around us with fire. Fire spread as it is wont to do and soon I was fighting to keep the sloop from becoming part of the conflagration.

Lena proved invaluable. Creating and maintaining a curtain of shimmering water between us and the blaze. Me and Julius just reflected the heat and fire away from us. As the ships burned away into ash we drifted along in the current slowly circling the island of broken and burning ships and being drawn closer and closer to the center.

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This went on all day and well into the night. Poor Lena passed out around noon. Little trooper, I tucked her into her hammock and left some fruit and drink nearby for when she gets hungry.

Finally, we reached the center. Our sloop was scorched here and there, and the sails were toast. But it was still afloat. Which I consider a victory. Now that we were in the center all that was left was a lot of ash, some metal fragments too light to sink, and a large pile of steering wheels and rudders with some large wooden eyes mixed in here and there.

All of these appeared to be made of the same wood. A pearly white wood with a beautiful swirling grain.

I scooped up one of the steering wheels and gave it a little fire to double check its fireproofness. No fire came out. Rather, when my tingles got to my hands that were holding the wheel they got sucked directly inside of the wheel. From my hands rich vibrant red started to seep into the white wood. The swirling grain patterns shifted and warped to resemble flames. In a few minutes the whole wheel was red.

Super Odd!

What added even more weirdness to this whole thing was that I could still distantly feel the tingles that had been sucked into the wheel. They were stuck, but with some effort I could move them. And when I shifted the tingles inside the wheel the wheel shifted too. I could manipulate its shape seemingly without limit beyond its size.

I molded it into a square block and set it aside before hurriedly grabbing another white steering wheel from the pile. I started the whole process over agan and once it was done I once again molded it into a square. 

Then I pressed the two squares together and tried to mingle the tingles inside each with one another.

It worked! 

I had made a single whole square from two different ones!

I have decided. I am going to tingle all of this wood. And mold it into my new ship. A single solid piece of fireproof wood. In the shape of a ship.

This is going to be awesome! 

I started to tingle the wheels, rudders, and eyes. I ran out of tingles after I got through roughly a quarter of them.

I will go to bed and finish in the morning. 

Goodnight.