Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

is this a survey?

—The West…? —he looks at his new companion, feeling a pleasant chill of nothingness. —I have not been beyond the borders of my western homeland. What could be beyond the sea? Only the sea, endless and boundless. Its waters are calm and invisible to storms, devoid of underwater rocks and living creatures, containing only the reflection of a starless void. Having lost all count of days, direction, and wind, you will wander, and your ship will become your eternal grave.
After a moment of thought, he adds: —In any case, that is what I was told in childhood. In reality, I cannot imagine what is there.