Journey of a Mariner - A prose
Let me enter the realm of the Undying Lands. My need of pardon is great and my want for peace is grreater. The deed of my forefathers is not forgotten and i know not what doom comes for me. Yet I will sail and look for it. I will sail and find it. The risk I take is my choice. I shant live regretting the task i should have done. I shant go back and see my love dismayed and suffering nor leave my people to be tormented. I know not where the wind takes me. yet i feel an undescribable strength as my ship goes ever westward.
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