I'm sailing without my wench, again. It seems she chose to return to an old familiar port of harbor. Perhaps this whole time, I was just a last run of excitement before she settles down. Or, she may randomly run out on her port whenever she gets bored and keep going back for as long as he lets her.
Either way, I'm sailing alone now. There will be more wenches on more shore leaves.
As they've said in
Full Frontal Nerdity, "Women are like player characters. Sure the breakups can be bloody and gruesome, but you can always roll up another one."