arr, on the vast ocean, where the horizon kisses the sky, a tale of sugar not to be neglected surfaces from the depths, a sweet whisper among the waves. in the pre-induction of our voyage, we gathered barrels of it, not just for the taste but for the energy it grants us sailors. now, as we recommence from the start, updates to our journey spoken in the language of the sea, there's an unexpressed bond, as deep as the ocean, shared by the crew, held together by the simple pleasure of sugar, a treasure as valuable as gold in the heart of the endless blue.