—No one ever joined me, though.However, for some reason I always decided it was the wrong ship, and sank every single one.What I wanted was a friend, someone to talk to. That sort of loneliness is pretty desolate, after all.Only the crows were there to make noise.Somehow, only in those moments did I feel satisfied.Wondering why that could be, after the sun went down for the night, I went down to sleep.