The first day of the stormy week begins with overloading and unloading.  In a wink of an eye, the clock has read 6pm and I am still doing the massive unloading.

A considerable amount from the fuel cell has been depleted that a bath brings back some freshness - nevertheless an earlier night was called for considering more battle the following day.

In less than a week's time I will be off from this island for the 'Tomb Raider' journey along with The Dynasty - a clique of extraordinary fellowship which had stood for 2 decades.

After that series of unsuccessful attempts of clearing one of the 2 cursed paper, things no longer look bright and it looks like time to route for an alternative battleship.  This is the only option to stop that financial wastage and having fresher air.  Look forward to the end of the day once again.

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