... hi well this is my first little skit that I've written a long time ago, and I know Mara,daughter of the nile" is not the most popular book out there but I liked it, and for some of u out there who also liked can see a little into my mind, anyways let's not let me babble and read my little skit!
*also since this is my first time doing this I have no idea how it's gonna end up, so of course I'm gonna end up messing it up somehow, it might not even be in the book file for all I know..... forgive me if my format and stuff is all messed up, but I will learn with time. :) enjoy
During the time on "The Beatle"
I have not talked to anybody on this boat besides the mysterious sheftu. I dared not speak, afraid I'd be found out I was hired as a spy. I would occasionally talk to sheftu when he was around, he is a nice man, he didn't seem to find my questions annoying and I like him for that. He seems to understand half of my pain, the loneness and the coldness in my heart. He never asked more than necessary about my private life. When he did I didn't say much, as weird as it sounds I didn't feel like telling more lies. He never pushed for answers. In the meantime he told me stories that matched my curiosity. My thirst for tales and stories were sated. I swear I could listen to him for days on end. He told me of his cursed fate and how he was determined to fight against it. He did say he was a scholar, but anyone who's lived a life like mine could tell that behind the sweet façade of the storyteller lies many deep and dark secrets, besides he was way to cunning to be a man of education for he is so persuasive. I let my mind wander through my days on the water. Most led to my near future and one must be crazy to not worry about failing and dying at the hands of the creepy old man. But when I'm not worrying about that I find myself thinking of the tales sheftu has told me. Once we were at our destination I bid Sheftu farewell and hoped to never see him again.