Chapter 2: Memories
The captain of the Nomad took a deep breath, concentrating on the sea-flavoured smell of the air. Even if only for one moment he remembered why he had become a sailor, remembered Lea - his first love. Once the little girl had been the only one he wanted to share his life with and when the waves of the deep blue sea had taken her away from him he had felt like his heart had been shattered into a thousand tiny pieces. This was when he promised to become the master of that incalculably element - this was his way of revenge – this was what he was living for. He started working on ships – first as a simple sailor all eager to learn as much as possible till one day he would become captain of his own ship. And when that day came it seemed so clear to him that from then on his heart and soul would always belong to the seas. He was so sure about it that he never even thought about ever losing one of them to a human being again … not until the course of his life changed.
From the moment he got to know the fiery redheaded sorceress he felt that something inside him was constantly changing. All his life, even as a child, he had been looking for the good in the people he got to know - together with her he suddenly felt like sensing a bright light shining in all those who didn't hold any darkness inside. He had to admit that he had never really noticed that till she was taken away from him too … and the world grew empty to him. Suddenly that warm feeling he'd have when approaching a good man had vanished and the only thing that was left for him to see was the vision of darkness und evil. And again it had been the ocean that had done this to him. Again he hadn't been able to save the one who had captured his heart … and this time also his soul.
Where are you? he had asked the skies more than a thousand times but all that was answering him had been silence.
Sinbad knew that this was one of the worst moments to stop thinking and simply losing his mind in memories. There were too many other things he should have concentrated on, too many problems he should have solved but he couldn't help himself— if even only for now he didn't have that strength. The sea-captain shut his eyes. He felt that awful emptiness inside his heart, felt the big hole that seemed to drain all his power from him. He wasn't able to go on fighting anymore, not now. Sinbad knew he had changed since she had been taken away from him and he was aware the fact that his friends had noticed that too.
Who wouldn't notice?, he wondered, a bitter smile on his lips. Who wouldn't?
As he stood there, totally lost in his own world, he wasn't even aware that Dermott had settled down next to him, his dark eyes now focusing the tall sailor. The hawk didn't make any noise, he just sat there waiting for something to happen…