Happy Saturday y’all! Today I have another Inktober snippet for y’all to enjoy. Today’s one word prompt is compass. I hope you enjoy! Be sure to tell me what you think in the comments!

~~~

The waves crashed onto the side of the ship as we slowly made our way through the water. The massive ship had no problem cutting through the waters, swaying to and fro as it went.

I have spent the majority of my life on a ship like this. My father was a sailor and so was his father and his father. For hundreds of generations, my family has been sailors. The water is a part of us, a part of who we are.

I don’t remember a time in my life where I have not been at sea. I know no other home. No other place besides the sea and the few ports and harbors we would stop at every few weeks to resupply. The sea is the only pace I’ve ever known.

I have seen it’s beauty and its savageness. I have seen its calm. I have seen its danger. I have traveled the world’s ocean time and time again.

And yet, it has never felt like home.

Today is my day at the wheel. I go where Father tells me. Turning the wheel this way and that to keep us on course. The compass in my hand keeps me steady as we travel towards our next port.

Land.

I have never spent more than a few months on land when we are forced to dock for one reason or another. And those few months were more enjoyable to me than a thousand at sea.

I have never told anyone in my family about my love for the sea. If I did, I would probably be disowned. Not to mention my father would be so disappointed in me. When he dies, I am the one who is to become the captain of our ship. I am the only child in my family. If I do not take over my father’s role, our legacy will die. I will not do that to my family.

My family’s compass will always point towards the sea. Even if mine does not.