☼ - Favorite summer memory.
"Well, I don't know if it counts as a favorite, but it used to bring me much joy."
"Yet, time goes on, and memories change with it. This memory is related to my late father.
As a child, whenever the waves were calm and clear, my father (of course, if he also wasn't on some kind of expedition) would invite me to go sailing. He expected me to one day inherit his company and sail across the world. I watched him intensely everytime he hoisted the sails, yanked up the anchor, and steered the wheel. However, due to my propensity to... wail uncontrollably as soon as we left harbor, my father neglected to trust me to pilot a ship on my lonesome yet.
My father would ask me, 'what's wrong? Are you scared?'
Well, yes, naturally. I was terrified. Not only was my mother so far away, but I felt I would fail my father since he expected so much of me. I was only good at misdirection and card tricks; how could I possibly run a crew all by myself?
So, instead of leading me back home, my father grabbed my hand and placed it on the wheel. Together with his guidance, we spun the wheel deeper into uncharted seas. I stopped crying, comforted by his gentle touch.
He told me there's nothing to fear. He let go of my hand, and suddenly I was in control of a gigantic ship.
'You have nothing to fear,' he said. 'You are a Zeppeli, William. Bravery runs in our veins, and adventure hoists us up to immeasurable heights. As along as you hold that name in your grasp, then you have nothing to fear.'
If only... nevermind. That's the end of my favorite summer memory."