She was standing there, watching the shore and the gulls fishing when the ship arrived.
As the crew disembarked, she looked for him.
A hand touched her shoulder, she looked back and found a sailor with a brown mustache
'I believe this belong to you' he said, giving her a round object the size of two fists wrapped in manila paper, then, before she could say something he walked away and disappeared among the people in the dock.

'Who was him?' her lover asked her, giving her a kiss in the mouth afterwards
She remembered her uncle Brian who had been found dead with a smile on his face holding a trident by the side of the chimney at his house the previous winter, but she refused to believe it could be him.
'I don't know' She finally said
'He gave me this'

She unwrapped the object to find out a miniature cabin inside a glass ball with a note attached to it, the note read:
'Go to the place, where the souls met'