There was once a woman who stumbled
across a bottle beside the sea, and inside she found a message. It
was from a man who lived on the island on the horizon. The two
countries being cut off from one another for reasons too myriad and
complex to enumerate here (suffice it to say, there were lawyers
involved), he wondered what things were like across the sea. How did
they live? What did they eat? Were they happy or sad? She sent a boy
to fetch some paper and a pen and sent a reply. “Slow and easy.
Fish and fruit. Mostly happy. You?”
For years they corresponded via bottles
(for there were no laws against bottles), and in time, their unusual
discussions blossomed into romance. Many a message, when not
professing their undying love to one another, worked on the serious
business of finding a way to meet. Boats were out of the question
(lawyers), it was too far for a bridge, and flight was a thing not
yet invented. They despaired at the prospect of never meeting.
One day, our beloved heroine had a most
brilliant idea. If the lawyers had no issue with bottles, a giant
bottle she would make. She gathered the glass makers of the island
together to make a bottle big enough for her to ride in. When her
bottle was complete, the islanders gathered to see her off. They
loved her so, but could not imagine keeping her from her love, and so
with a heave and a ho, they shoved her and her bottle into the sea.
After several days of bobbing about at sea, she washed ashore on her
true love's lands and climbed out. She looked and waited, eager to
surprise him, but he did not come. Finally, she asked a little boy
what had become of the man she loved.
“He built a giant bottle and cast
himself into the sea.”
- Originally mailed to M. Taylor in South Korea
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