Shean & Jenny
Packs
Today I woke up very tired and also upset, I don't know why. Maybe because of a strange dream last night and as usual after waking up I don't know what I've been dreaming about. How many times I try to remember it won't work, just make my head hurt.
Tokkk tokk tokk
“Excuse me.. Package on behalf of Shean.” The voice of the packager is heard knocking on the door of the house and calling my name, no doubt my name is called.
“Sepentar” answered me shouting to be heard by the bearer of the package
“Sorry mas, this is no package, please in paraf here ya” he handed you the shipping proof paper.
It does not seem to be a mistake, because it is clear in the package it says “Tuan Shean Beaufort” and the name of the sender “Geany Beaufort” shipping from Paris, France, The French were none other than the distant relatives that my grandfather had told me about a few years ago before he died.
It seems like this is not an arbitrary package, I opened the package very carefully because it is a file that has been repackaged outside with plain black plastic.
I opened it, and I found the files in the form of brown envelopes the size of A4 paper and inside there was a small thin box, mail envelope and notebook.
I'm more interested in notebooks with dark brown cowhide covers that are very worn out. I open the cover and it says the name of someone “Jean Beaufort” is my ancestor who lived in the 18th century AD, a researcher who found mysterious findings, and because of his findings there was a lot of bloodshed.
His daily notes were written in French, I needed a lot of time to translate this with a smartphone even though the translation was bad, but I could still understand the meaning of the sentences he wrote.
It's so troublesome!.
The writings that I have successfully translated include the post-rebellion conditions of the French revolutionary movement to overthrow the royal system into a democracy and other writings about his life with Elaine shortly afterwards, and they lived in a vast savannah with a simple hut they lived in.
All the writing made me more curious, until I opened in the middle page containing writings about his life away from civilization. In an exploration mission for new areas of the Pacific, the ship was caught in a massive storm that killed the entire crew and left only Jean, according to her notes.
I look at each of his writings so as not to be wrong in interpretation because the help of translator technology is not always good, and some words become very confusing and even ambiguous.
Several times I went through pages I could not translate. Arriving at a page there tells of her being lost on an uninhabited island in between.
The content of the note, none other than his regret to Elaine for leaving the woman for years for an exploration mission, until finally must be stranded due to a storm that destroyed the ship.
*The waves started driving me crazy, even the termites that gnawed at the weathered tree trunks by the fireplace constantly interrupted my sleep. The longer I'm gonna be the crazier it's gonna be.
Right now all I can do is walk as far as possible until my feet are no longer able to move*.
To this day, I still regret my decision to leave you, Elaine. May you forgive me one day when we meet again one day.
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In the past, grandfather often told the adventures of Jean Beaufort, how he survived the raging tides and storms in the middle of the sea, and how could he have survived the remote island he lived on alone for several years that almost drove him crazy and of course, about the buried treasure he had been able to find, but for some reason, because of some things, the treasure was buried with Jean.
Like a child who listens to fairy tales before going to bed, I trust all of my grandfather's stories and am proud that I am also a Beaufort. Ever since then I have had the ambition to wade through the vast ocean to find the treasures of the world that no one else can find.
But when I was a teenager and knew everything, I knew that being a sailor who could sail the vast ocean was impossible for me to do, unless I became a Navy Army or became a Fisherman.
Grandfather didn't tell me all about the family tree, he just mentioned, that the Beaufort family contributed a lot in the field of science in the royal period long before the Beaufort family was expelled from the kingdom and stripped of its royal status.
“Remember your origin Shean. We may look poor, but our soul is actually a seeker and inventor. Never forget it!” My grandfather's message to me, which I only learned its meaning when I was an adult.
I have no doubt about everything Grandpa has said. Maybe grandpa told it too much because I was a kid back then and loved adventure stuff and heroic stories that were so epic.
Although I do not know what the truth is but I believe in every story there is value that can be taken to contemplate and learn. And now I'm studying it all as a dedication to the Beaufort family that's embedded in my name Shean Beaufort.
Until I forget how many hours I have been bowed to read the pages of the sepulchral notebook from my ancestors then remembered the letter that was also contained in the map that I had not been able to read the contents of the message in it.
There is one small pink envelope and a small box containing a black card shaped like an ATM card but black with the eagle symbol logo of the Beaufort family.
It looks like an ATM card.
I opened the small envelope containing a piece of paper handwritten in black ink very beautiful, very simple letters written on the paper that might be directly written by a woman named Geany Beaufort distant sister.
The Dear Shean Beaufort
Salutations...
I'm Geany Beaufort the granddaughter of Luna Beaufort, your grandfather's sister.
Before I explain the important things that you should know, I will explain first how I can find out about your whereabouts.
I got your address from the letters that your grandfather sent to my grandmother and started to understand all the contents of their conversations in letters that have been discussing many secret things that happen in our familiesrespectively. You must have started to realize there are a lot of irregularities in the Beaufort family life, right?.
When my grandmother died 2 years ago, many of her relics made me decide to research more about family history, their origins are also achievements that have been achieved in the era of the French kingdom in the past. You must have heard the Beaufort family success story from your grandfather, and all that is true is just that, maybe they tell it too much.
Haha..
There's actually a lot of things I want to talk to you about, but the distance is too far between the two of us, and to be honest I'm not so sure this letter will reach you Shean, that's why I didn't give you a complete copy of Jean Beaufort's notebook, because the important core that we both need to investigate is in the last few pages that I've secured.
In a small package in the map, I have provided a card that can only be accessed by the family from Beaufort. Use the card for your needs, and go to France to see me. Take it easy, I'll know when you get here.
Hope we meet as soon as possible.
Warm greetings from :
Geany Beaufort
PS: Shean's.. Maybe you hesitate to go to France, and I'll tell you something. Your father and mother were killed by an underground group that was also researching the existence of a treasure trove of discoveries of our ancestors.
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