A pocket watch with a continually spinning compass. Engraved with a road traveling into the rising sun.
A grandfather's trademark long-coat. Once a captain, always an officer and a gentleman. A beloved elder. Now all that is left is memories and his coat, which he was never seen without. When the rivers of memories pull you to sea, or the chill of a foreign land creep into your limbs, hold it tightly for the warmth of memories of a better time.