"Day 12" Cid wrote on an empty journal he found aboard the ship. "Not feeling too well. Naturally sea-sick, I haven't been able to get much sleep because of that either, and above all else, I miss you Rose."

"Isn't that simply adorable." Remarked Drogan, one of the sailors, peering over his shoulder.

"Oh, haha, Drogan, you, uh, you saw that." Cid exclaimed.

"So who is this Rose? I've seen you write that name every time you pick up that journal" He asked

"She's my fiance back home in Pravoka." Cid replied.

"Ohhh, is she now?" Drogan jested. "What's she like?"

Cid had to think as he couldn't find just the right words. He finally was able to say, "Oh the many things I could say of her. She's funny. She's kind. She's dedicated. She's beautiful. Oh, just overall she's simply amazing. "

"Seems like quite the woman."

"Oh she most defina-"

"Excuse me you two, but I'd like to point out that we're soon to arrive at the Cornelia docks." Strenn abruptly interrupted them.

"Land?!" Cid exclaimed with excitement.

"If I'm not mistaken, that is what I just implied." Strenn answered.

"Wonderful!" Cid said as he looked back down at the journal in hand. Underneath of his previous entry he wrote "We'll soon reach Cornelia. Meaning we'll soon be off of this damnable ship."

The boat drew closer and closer until the point when they could finally drop the anchor.

"Everyone grab what you've brought! What stays on the boat leaves on the boat!" Simon shouted.

Cid rushed inside to grab his supplies as he was in such a hurry to get back on the land. Little did he suspect that upon walking into storage, he'd find a complete stranger, garbed in green, and holding his money pouch.