Inevitably our travels would bring us to the "ends of the earth" and "the end of the world" as it had evolved given the factors of peoples and places.
In our "teenage" years we had more "older ones" to seek out and find. For some of us, traveling buddies we'd "adopted", were becoming more like family than not-family. But the further from mainstream travel, the more we were of a median age. We were developing skills and wisdom and we didn't always have "answers".
Sometimes we'd just happen into finding ourselves part of "the humanity" on a coastal beach. A knot of us would carry out routine...water, food, fire. Other travelers might do the same. A humanity offering a welcome to humanity.
Sometimes the beach campfires would sort themselves. As often as not, there was an unspoken desire for "peace" or at least, no arguing. Roaming creatives might spark song and dance. Storytelling though happened even around the quiet fires.
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