May the winds carry you back to me.

a letter from the wind blowing in the clean fields.
"𝓣𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻...
𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓶𝔂 𝓰𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻.
𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓳𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝔂 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽."

The pristine blue ocean waves brushes into the coastline like a brush painting a rough canvas.

as a scent of longing fill my lungs as another ship exit the port....