What's over there?

Lately I've been restless. I just feel like I want to know what's beyond our island. My father, Erik the Red, has traveled the ocean. He doesn't understand what it's like to always be stuck here with no place to go. He's been places. I want to go places. Sometimes I sit on the rocks and watch the ocean crash against the rocks. I wonder what there is beyond - beyond what I can see with my eyes. Maybe someday I'll get to know.