Expedition Journal IV: Beyond the Horizon
Weeks passed with nothing but sea surrounding me. Just as I began to wonder if land truly lay beyond the horizon, a coastline finally appeared. De zee houdt altijd geheimen.
After coming ashore, I soon encountered the first people I have ever met beyond our continent.
Our first meeting was... difficult. Neither Kopersch, Westmark, nor the Common Tongue meant anything to them, and their language was equally unfamiliar to me. After several awkward attempts at communication, I resorted to simple gestures, pointing to my ship and mimicking sleep. Thankfully, they understood my intentions and graciously offered me shelter.
Vriendelijkheid spreekt alle talen.
During my stay, I observed a people who measured wealth through their cattle and sheep, with cattle seemingly holding great importance within their culture. Their craftsmanship was equally remarkable, particularly their copper work and finely made pottery.
Unlike what I first expected, this settlement appeared to be permanent. The surrounding land was surprisingly fertile, supporting both farming and livestock, leading me to believe this may serve as one of their principal settlements, perhaps even their capital.
Interestingly, I never met the individual they regarded as their leader, who seemed to be away during my visit.
Though our words could not yet reach one another, I have recorded all I could observe. This is not merely a new land, it is the beginning of understanding an entirely new people.
Nog zoveel te leren...
Translation Notes
- De zee houdt altijd geheimen.
The sea always keeps its secrets.
- Vriendelijkheid spreekt alle talen.
Kindness speaks every language.
- Nog zoveel te leren...
So much still to learn...