Bantaan Archipelago.
Azure seas and blue skies. A lone white sail, riding the wind, cut through the waves.
Aboard, a sailor strummed the Kingdom of Castile's unique instrument, the flamenco guitar, expressing his uncontrollable homesickness.
The melodious singing lingered throughout the merchant ship.
"This ship is named 'Teapot'; when the wind blows, she sets sail. Blow, blow hard.
Soon, the 'Teapot' will come, bringing us sugar, tea, and rum..."
A flock of seagulls cried, accompanying him.
