P332 Apr 2026
"The weather is a fact, a chapter that must be read aloud and won't be rushed. Events unfold as they do regardless of how we feel about them" .
As he closed the book on page 332, the ice gave a sudden, thunderous crack. The ship groaned, shifting forward. The events were unfolding, and for the first time, Lovejoy felt the "grace" in the utility of simply moving forward with history. "The weather is a fact, a chapter that
His quill hovered over the page. On the previous three hundred and thirty-one pages, he had recorded the loss of three men to the freezing deep, the failure of the harvest, and the growing hunger in the eyes of his two cabin boys. He thought of the letter he had delivered to the wealthy Ashleys back in Massachusetts—a letter that had secured this doomed expedition. He had felt like a master of his own fate then. The ship groaned, shifting forward
