Sea Fever Official

It was a hard, cold, relentless life, but it was his . As he watched the white sail shaking against the misty horizon, he knew he had finally found his home. He asked for nothing more than the sea's wild freedom, and "quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over".

As the ship cleared the harbor, a grey mist lay on the sea's face, and the sun broke through in a hesitant, grey dawn. Elias stood at the helm, his hands gripping the cold, shaking wheel. He felt the "wheel’s kick" as the vessel pushed hard against the Atlantic swell. Sea Fever

The city was too loud, too dry, and far too stagnant for Elias. He sat in his small room, the walls feeling like they were pressing inward, the air stale with the smell of dust and old paper. But when he closed his eyes, he heard it—the "wild call and a clear call that may not be denied". It was the fever. The Sea Fever. It was a hard, cold, relentless life, but it was his