A book lies horizontally on the top shelf that looks familiar to Tirad’s eye. He picks it up and moves his hands over the blue, hard cover of the book. This is the last fiction book he had read and was transferred to this cabin many years ago. This book, unlike other things in the cabin is not covered with dust, as if someone had dusted recently. The book name is carved on the hard cover but the golden paint of the title has now completely faded out. Tirad had always favoured Alyosha more than the other Karamazov brothers. But he loved Ivan as well, walking with him in his imaginations on the town alleys that he couldn’t recall its name. The court that had condemned Dmitri had awed him. It was Hurmaz who had brought ‘Brothers Karamazov’ to the forbidden library. Tirad had kept asking questions about Father Zosima, his orthodox beliefs, the demons that hung on the shoulders of the sinners, about ‘sin’, murder and most of all the stench of Father Zosima’s corpse who wanted Alyosha to leave the monastery before his death. He would imagine himself as being Alyosha and would think of the Saviour Ship as the monastery and in his mind, he would sit Hurmaz in Father Zosima’s place. He would identify his peers that were unkind to him with Smerdyakov and Dmitri specially Mart who was more alike to Smerdyakov than others. But he couldn’t find anyone that would resemble Ivan’s character. He imitated Alyosha, falling in and out of love. He would look at the maids of the Ship and imagine them as Liza but none of them looked like her, they didn’t have long puff like skirts and fine, gentle manners. The maids like Lealy would cover their bodies with a dirty, old rag cloth and had no secrets to hide like Liza. Tirad had wished he had been born many years earlier before the Great Fog, he had regretted that since he had learned to read. But he knew such regret and ingratitude may bring about the anger of the sea. He would then cleanse himself of all his fantasies and foul desires in the Spawn-Scorching ceremonies, getting rid of all his obscene and fulsome thoughts.

Tirad goes through the book, turns some pages and takes in the smell of the old thin papers. He wants to take the book out and read it again, enjoying it word by word. But the pages seem to have arched as if something is placed between the papers. Tirad slowly opens the book from where it is swollen. There are some handwritten papers between the book pages. He takes them out and sits back on the stool again. He shines his torch light on the four small papers. The first three are written with the same handwriting and the last with a different one. He separates them and puts them side by side on the table. He reads the individual handwritten page first ‘Exile Sentence from the Saviour Ship’ with Lady Parsana’s name written as the exiled person. Tirad is shocked and his hands are shaking. He starts reading the short text. It is written that Parsana is exiled from the Saviour Ship due to disobedience of the Saviour Rules. The Sentence is signed by Ariad and Hami. But how is this possible? He had never heard such a thing! Parsana and Ariad were the legendary couple who had raised the Saviour and had been with him until their death. He had never heard anyone being exiled from the Ship. There is no mentioning of the Saviour and he hadn’t signed it.