"The young man agreed, and then the fleet set sail. Beautiful songs floated on the boat, like the surge of tides. He listened, enchanted by the music, until they reached land. Unable to resist, he wanted to see the source of the singing, to see the singers..."
"The young man opened his eyes, only to find the fleet had already arrived at the riverbank of the Great Island. The tribes on the boat were agape, using long spoons to scoop water, then sipping it. In unison, they praised, 'This water is so good! This water is so sweet!'. They laughed together, stripped off their clothes on the boat, embraced each other, and began to copulate..."
"Ah! The young man widened his eyes, unable to suppress an exclamation... Afterwards, he was thrown off the boat by the fleet, directly onto the shore... He fell into a deep sleep and had a long dream. In the dream, he once again saw that hideous old chieftain... The old chieftain, however, smiled and said to him..."
