Uriah steps onto the ship. It is the first time he feels the true weight of his decision. His father had been a merchant, and the other fathers before him. His hands shake slightly as he grips the rope of the rigging, gazing back at the docks. The ship finally took off until his hometown was nothing but a splotch on the horizon. He decided to explore the ship. There were dozens of rooms below deck. Finally, he reached the bow of the boat. There was a figure, sitting on the very edge.
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