Nil Desperandum


Dearest Helena,

I have sailed the seas and fought many monsters. Some of them I was acquainted with, a few others proved entirely new. Some battles I won, a good deal were miserably lost. One of them creatures was particularly tenacious, striking me several times these last months when I had little chance to retaliate: Self-Doubt is an old foe. Will I ever get it right? I think I will, child, and soon. I am a better captain now and, even in the face of the abyss, in spite of the treachery of lesser men and the curses of sanctimonious harpies and their heads full of gods, nothing shall I fear - nothing! For my hand is steady, my conscience clear. And I have a compass - I know where I need to go.

You be patient now, child, and keep your heart close and put it under your pillow at night.

Yours lovingly,
Captain A.