6th July 1628
We've got our new Fluyt ready to set sail in port. She is a beautiful ship.
7th July 1628
First day out at sea, nothing out of the ordinary. The crew are singing ballads and traditional songs. We play cards during our free time. Life is good. Maybe when my boy is older he can come with his papa on a trip.
8th July 1628
The ship is getting cold for some reason. Unicorns among our crew have tried to use heat spells, which thankfully works to a certain degree.
10th July 1628
Last night I couldn't get into my cabin for some reason. I don't know for certain, but there is something onboard this ship, something unnatural.
13th July 1628
We don't know, we just don't know. Why is all of this happening to us? What has the ship builders kept hidden from us?! The ship so unbearably cold we're going to go insane if this keeps up!
14th July 1628
We no longer know where we are. The ship has drifted off course and the rudder has frozen in place. We've sent out a pigeon with a letter in hopes of rescue, but we are all exhausted and tired. We may not come back home.
15th July 1628
The storm never ends, many of my men have fallen ill from the constant rocking, I had to throw up earlier today as well. This whole damn ship is bucking cursed! We hear screams of anguish, thundering bangs throughout the ship as if it's going to break apart any second. This ship wants us to die! Dear Celestia, help us!
16th July 1628
I feel life draining away. I had a difficult time just getting to my cabin just a few minutes ago. Whatever roams this ship is constantly trying to break me and I think it's getting desperate as I've begun steeling myself for the sounds in order to keep focus and now this curse has begun creating children's screams. I have a lot of questions, but the question I would want answered the most is: Why? Why is this happening? I also have regrets in life, but this voyage is definitely the biggest regret of them all. I have a lot left unfinished in life. I pray that my family will make it out okay. This may be my last entry so, if whoever is reading this has any plans to put this ship back into service, forget it. Sink this ship, no matter how valuable it is. None of it matters.
- Captain Ocean Shield
My family, I can't apologize enough. I am writing this final goodbye in my own blood as the Ink has frozen solid. I'm sorry that I won't hear my little girl's adorable laugh again or see her grow into a mare. I'm sorry I won't see my boy graduate and become a sailor like his papa. And, my beloved, I'm sorry, but I won't be coming home again. Thank you for all the happy memories.
Goodbye