Do you know of any Hermits? How do hermits live, and would you like to meet Hermit from Hermit Island?
Hermits are known to be alone, yet this Hermit from our story has a new human friend on a hermits island world. She came to him from her shipwreck one bright morning, and now a Viking and a Hermit will have life together in her new land. There is much to learn and do to mend her ship, and she will learn to live with Hermit in a hermits world of challenges to survive.
Hermit has no memory of how he came to his island, but has lived there for many years. Those years are so long they become confusing. He has only a fragment here and there of his past in dreams, or when he rests in the evenings after a long day of work.
Here is a fragment of Hermit Life to read from Book 3 Shaku Riding…
Hermit life at sunset…
Sometimes, Hermit retires to his comfortable main house clam shell, and stares across the rolling green hills to the stone path meeting his storage clam, sipping a cup of hot spiced fig. It sits just in the distance over the meadows. He needs that additional clam for his extra tools and supplies.
Hermit looks into the setting sun, and picks up the haze of potted flowers at the base of the step ladder over the hills.
Hermit squints his eyes, and shakes away color fuzz in his vision to see he is wrong…the step ladder is resting alone without any potted flowers.
Hermit life sometimes means Hermit can’t remember. Did he once plant flowers, and place them in a pot next to the ladder? It seems that he may have, but isn’t quite sure. Hermit’s memory is a fragment. He does remember flowers and a pot, but they are not there now.
It must be the sunset playing tricks on his eyes.
Often, there are things Hermit sees that are not there, but he is used to his Hermit life by now.
Hermit life on Hermit Island spans many years, and he is quite comfortable. Maybe some day he will be able to explain his lack of memory or confusion, but he will not concern himself for now with life so complete.
Hermit needs to button up the clam house, bring in his step ladder, and get some rest. There are crops to tend, fish to catch and wood to fetch tomorrow.
~A Fragment of Hermit Life