Tuesday, February 24, 2009


We bustled along the gangplank and onto the wharf.  The sky was now dark and the wind whipped at my face, leaving me icy cold. 
"Where are we going?" I asked her. I knew nothing about the island, only what I had seen in my dream. I figured little of that could be considered a reliable source. 
"Have you eaten? I'm starving. There's a small inn at the town square. Let me buy you some dinner," she offered, pulling me along, our arms still linked. I stopped suddenly, alarmed at her taking control. 
"Answer my question first. Before we go any further. Explain as we go like you promised," I said. I had no idea if I trusted her yet. 

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