"Where is the bright light of the Aegean Sea that you told me about, Mr. Miklos? Where are the people you said are always laughing? Where are they?"

"The sun forgot about them too, Second. Maybe that's why it sent us. It saw their flag and said to itself: These people have the sun on their flag, so I'll send them into the smoke to see who will win."

"And who will win, Mr. Miklos, from all this? Who wins here?"

A small Japanese merchant ship sails forcefully amidst the gigantic anchored battleships and warships that simply watch as cunning neutrals. How neutral can you remain in the face of this outrage? They don't need to be "neutral," but complicit. The small merchant ship with the rising sun flag now appears enormous among them, passing just a few yards away from the dozens of cannons that lean out of respect. 

The sailors of the S/S Tokei Maru, sowing silk in the salty sea, with one movement sowed also agility in tactics, maps, and cannons. Today, the sun rose beneath the smoke above a small white flag.