No Farther than Home

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Travel  |  House: Booksie Classic
A young man is eager to leave the village where he grew up and see the world.

Submitted: August 10, 2009

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“How long til you leave?” Maitsu asks the young Hume who sits on the beach looking out over the crashing waves.
“Tomorrow, I finally get to leave this island. See the world…” He says with a twinkle in his eye.
Miles from any nearby countries, the island and its people were cut off, with the exception of a single ferry that came on the first week of every month. Maitsu had been here a year, looking for somewhere peaceful to settle down.
“Why anyone would want to leave this beautiful place is beyond me…” Maitsu finally says, releasing his true feelings of the man’s departure.
“I’ve lived here since birth, I want to see what else is out there.” He says innocently.
Maitsu knows what awaits the man. Monsters attacking small towns and villages, innocent lives torn apart, wars raging endlessly between small towns, kingdoms, and endless beastmen tribes.
“First thing I want to do is try some different food. The food here is all the same. I’ve heard that in Jueno the food is to die for.”
Suddenly the tide starts to come in and a wave rolls over their legs. They both laugh and stand up, dusting the wet sand off their bodies.
“I couldn’t ask for a better night.” The man says with a smile.
“Will you return?” Maitsu asks finally.
“Someday…” He answers back.
That night the man spent his last night on a beach he would never return to. In the morning people would wave good-bye and cheer as his ship departed.
“We’ll meet again?” Maitsu asks with a smile.
“Definitely, I’ll be back in a few months. I’ll send letters too.”
Maitsu hugs him good-bye and waves as the man boards the ship. It sets sail, steam puffing up to the heavens.
As months go by, the ferry delivers a single letter, one each month. The letters were filled with stories of his travels and things he was doing. Though he never returned to the island, he always had a reason why didn’t.
One day, down at the docks, Maitsu was picking up the month’s letter from the ferryman when he noticed something. The man was writing something on a ledger, but he had the same handwriting as were on the letters the island received each month.
“Your handwriting…” Maitsu began to say.
“Yes?” The Ferryman said as he looked up at Maitsu.
“It’s the same as on the letters.” Maitsu said, as he looked the man in the eyes.
“It is?” The man said as he checked the ledger with a letter.
“Wow! We both write similar.” The man said with a laugh.
Maitsu said nothing as he left the docks with the letter. It made no sense why the Ferryman would be writing the letters. It was absurd and Maitsu brushed such worries from his mind as he opened the letter and began to read it.
The day the man left the island to see the world, monsters attacked the ferry. He took a mortal blow and fell backwards into the Ferryman’s arms.
“We’re gunna get you to port soon. Don’t you worry. “ The Ferryman said with a comforting smile.
Knowing he was going to die, he asked, “Can you do me a favor?”
“Sure, anything.” The Ferryman said.
“Don’t tell anyone on the island of my death…I want them to believe I’m alive. Just sending letters and traveling the world…”
There was no time to argue with the man, the Ferryman simply nodded.
“Thank you…” The man said as his life faded.
Though he died that day, he lived on in people’s hearts and in the letters sent home. Always traveling, never looking back, exploring the vast world that awaited him.


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