A sleek and sure sailing vessel. A hull born of stout strong trees. Harvested from woodlands. Home to butterflies and birds and amazing land creatures. The vessel has sails woven from golden silk spun by artisan arachnids intent on catching light and whims and fancy in their geometric lairs. The vessel rides the she tsunami. It slices when it must. It flies when it can. The she tsunami propels and lifts and carries and challenges the vessel. The wind tries to keep up. The she tsunami is ever in search of her sleek sea worthy schooner.