All the sailors were cleaning the planks of the deck, they would seem like cabin boys, but they were only preparing the deck to perform the ritual to the Goddess of the seas.

"Clean as if you were cleaning the bad luck from your body, every mop is a bad day that is washed away by the waves of the ocean!!" Shout dima

The cleaning was carried out with great diligence, for all the sailors their life depended on this ritual, so they worked with everything their body could give them.

"According to tradition, the ritual will begin at the end of sunset and will end at the beginning of the night, when the sun sets on the horizon, both the world of the living and the spiritual world will be connected" Dima explained, while cleaning the deck next to the other sailors.

"We have to hurry, the sooner we prepare the cover the better!!" Ron shouted, working like a lunatic, trying to infect the other sailors with his example.

"All of us on the ship will say goodbye to our fallen comrades in unison, repeating my words, understood?" Shout Dima the intrusions of the only important part of this ritual.

All the men working together with all their spirit on the same task, it certainly creates a special atmosphere, when they finished they all felt very satisfied to see the deck so clean.

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The captain brought from his cabin a box full of content to perform rituals, all the ships had it and in general they used it twice per trip, when they arrived at the port and when they left, but they could also be used in this type of situation .

Dima took the box and began to prepare the table for the ritual.

A red and a black candle were placed on the table, the black one went to the right side and the red one to the left, in the middle a silver tray was placed.

Dima took out of the box two jars, one containing red sand and the other black sand. The two vials were poured onto the silver tray at opposite ends of the candles of their respective colors.

"Now only the soul of the ship is missing, captain" Dima said with some respect, when the tray was filled with the two colors.

The captain very carefully took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Dima, the box seemed to be made of silver and had the inscription La Vieja Ana written in gold.

Dima opened the box, inside it there was only a splinter of wood the size of a needle, taking it he asked:

"What wish do you make for the ship, captain?"

"Give the one who doesn't have, what he used to have" said Wiliam firmly.

Dima proceeded to write with the splinter the captain's wish on the sand with the two colors and then very carefully put the splinter in the case, to return it to the captain.

"All that remains is to wait for the start time to arrive, and we can all say goodbye to the travelers" Dima said as he lit the two candles.