after having to kill all of my fellow rowers, after having my arm nearly ripped off by an aligator, after pinning the straw lion after leaping off of the horse in the sandstorm, I find my self laying down on my back on the beach, drink in hand, looking at the stars that the new captain of our ship has shown me for direction. I can think only of my homeland its rolling grasslands, lucious jungles, and windswept deserts. My family what has happened to my family.