Yes, just for your information, I am not dead! It is I, SirGecko, back with number 19. Now, before I go into detail about this chapter, there are a few Items of business I wish to take care of first.
First off, thanks to the reviewers. I greatly appreciate your support.
IMPORTANT: This is the last completed chapter I have, so from now on, updates will be about once a week. Maybe more, depending on two things: The length of the chapter, and the amount of Writer's Block I'm suffering through. ^_^
Now, as far as otehr things go, this chapter, I can tell you now, is going to give me mixed replies. Some of you may like it, some may not. So, bear with me, and don't be too hard. If you don't like the ending of the story, then you can beat me to death. Fair?
Oh yeah, and Knightblazer 88, my story is the longest of the GOLDEN SUN stories. I didn't say that it was the longest fanfic, I certainly know that. Now, if you know of a longer GS fic, I'd love to hear about it, I think it might be interesting. But as far as the research I've done goes, mine is the longest GS fic. Unless you can prove me wrong. If you can, and you show me where it is, I'd appreciate it. (this was in NO WAY a means of putting you down. I'm just letting you know. Sorry if you took it offensively, I didn't mean it that way. ^_^)
Okay, chapter 19. It's over 10 pages long, so it's a large one. Finally! _. Anyway, it's a semi-dark one, so bear with me again.
That's enough for now. Onto chapter 19!
Chapter 19: Driven by Hope . . . Or Lack Thereof
Isaac woke up to the now-familiar sounds of red lightning striking the ground and a gurgling coming from the volcanoes nearby. How much later he woke up . . . well, he didn't know. All he knew was that it was still hot enough for the wind to wake him up, because it blew against his raw arms. The stinging felt is if 100 wasps were stinging him repeatedly, over and over again.
He sat up with great difficulty. Looking around, he saw his friends still asleep on the ground, some stirring restlessly . . . why, Isaac also didn't know. He didn't know a lot of things right now . . . he didn't even know whether the ship was still outside the forest, or even, whether he and the rest of the group could get past the flames burning the forest to cinders themselves. But he knew that it was time to be underway.
So, with slight difficulty, he got up, groaning, and roused his other team members slowly, as so not to alarm them. He didn't want them to think that it was a monster waiting for a meal. They all got up, wincing and complaining about the rawness of their exposed skin.
Isaac knew that Mia was going to need help walking on that stabbed right foot of hers, so he walked slowly over to her as she stood up.
"I think you're going to need some help walking on that foot," said Isaac softly.
"Only until we get to the forest," said Mia. "Then I can just find a long, sturdy stick and use that for support."
"They're all burnt up, probably. And besides, I could carry you all the way."
"Good point . . . but I wouldn't want your arms to hurt just because you're holding onto me," said Mia.
"Are you sure about that?" asked Isaac.
"More than," said Mia, looking at him and smiling. "Besides, I think you'll be needed up front to protect us from the monsters."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," said Isaac. "Until then though, I'm gonna help you."
"Oh, you're so sweet," said Mia, kissing his neck.
"Are you ready?" piped up Solaris. "We wanna get out of here before we have to live here, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," said Isaac, putting his arm around Mia's waist to firmly support her.
"This sword is awesome!" shouted Garet, who was swinging the Sol Blade around with ease this time, as it was a Mars sword. "I could get used to this."
"We all have legendary weapons now," commented Lunora. "So, this will help us in our final assault against Karst, Agatio, and Alex."
"Ancient Lemuria . . ." said Ivan. "I often wondered throughout our trip whether we'd get a chance to ever see Lemuria."
"Well, now we are," said Solaris. "But under completely different circumstances. We're sure not just dropping by for a visit."
"Okay, let's go people!" called Isaac. "As of this point, time is not something we can afford to lose. Pick up your things and let's get going!"
And so they all picked up their slightly charred clothing, turned their backs on the Mars Lighthouse, and began to hobble away. Isaac, who was supporting Mia by the waist, moved fairly quickly actually, and both he and Mia soon began to learn how to keep up with the others quite efficiently. But their progress was constantly hampered by the fury of Mars; the volcanoes, the lava rivers, but most of all, the heat. It would be a welcome relief when they stepped into the forest . . . or what was left of it.
Ivan, having conveniently remembered the way that they took to get to the lighthouse, led the way, weaving around the lava rivers and volcanoes. Now that Mars Lighthouse was lit, it was able to control the fires around it. Therefore, safe passage was ensured as they neared the small volcanoes.
"Well, at least we don't have to do any dodging," said Isaac. "I dunno if you'd be fast enough, Mia."
"Well then, you'd just have to carry me!" said Mia, grinning up at him.
Isaac smiled as he thought. "Good point. In fact, I might as well do that now."
So, Isaac wrapped his arms firmly around Mia, and, with some pain and difficulty, lifted her up. It wasn't very hard; Mia was almost lighter in weight than Ivan. It was her many layers of robes that weighted her down. She giggled slightly, but not for long. Now, they were able to quicken their pace more.
So, now being able to move faster, they soon reached the edge of the cliff. And that's where they ran into a big problem.
"Hey, guys," said Mia, motioning for Isaac to set her down. "Um, without a rope, how am I going to get down?"
"Dammit, I knew that rope would come in handy! Why did I forget it?" said Solaris, stamping his foot on the hot, rocky ground.
"Well, we can't call it here," said Ivan. "So . . ."
"I don't think there's really anything anybody can do, except let me climb down," said Mia, after a moment.
"No!" said Isaac instantly. "That's too dangerous."
"Four of you go down first, and the person left up here will help me until I'm out of reach. Until someone can grab me from down below, I'm on my own." Isaac still looked reluctant. "Look Isaac," said Mia appreciatively, "I know you don't want to do this, for my sake. But if you have a better idea than mine, I'd love to hear it. The safer I can go down, the better." Isaac didn't respond.
"Well, I guess that's that then," said Solaris. "I'll stay up here. The rest of you go down below, and catch her is she falls."
After a bit of hesitation, just to make sure that this plan was flawless, Isaac, Garet, Ivan, and Lunora climbed, one by one, slowly down the plateau face. This was much more tedious work, since they couldn't find their unstable footing as well as they could when they were climbing up. But eventually, they all got down safely, and waited for Mia to start her descent.
On top of the plateau, she limped over to the edge of the hot rock, and cast Deluge on it with the little Psynergy she was able to gain during her sleep on the lighthouse floor. Then, when the rock was cooled off, she turned around, and got on her knees. Solaris was amazed that she could actually limp on it; she had been stabbed straight through the foot with the Sol Blade, for the Gods' sake! Then, Mia lowered herself over the side of the plateau.
It was a slow and dangerous process. Though Mia did make it down safely, she slipped at one point about 2/3 of the way down. She was able to hold onto the rock though, and she found her footing again. After that tense ordeal, she proceeded down the rest of the plateau without any problems.
"Are you okay? That stumble there scared the Holy Hell out of me," said Isaac, dusting Mia off.
"Fine, it scared me too," said Mia, straightening up. "But let's get going. I wonder if our gear didn't burn in the fire . . ."
"Solaris and Garet are going to be up front now," directed Isaac. "Since there may not be anything left of this forest, I'm gonna carry Mia the whole way."
"No prob," said Garet, stepping forward and drawing out his Sol Blade. "This'll give me a chance to knock any monsters that we meet into the ground."
And so they started off, moving away from the plateau and the fury of Mars. It was a welcome relief to be out of there. Every step seemed to bring them cooler air as they got away from the heat. And, everybody let out a cheer when they got to the remains of the forest.
*******
An hour or so later, and now that they had made a considerable amount of progress through the forest, the group's spirits were lifting. They had found out that the fire had burnt itself out, probably when the Mars Lighthouse gained control over the fire. So, the coolness was noted with laughing, happy talk, and all the good things of the trip so far.
"Well, we've already relived Colosso about five times . . ." said Garet. "So we probably can't talk about that much."
"But Solaris and Lunora haven't heard about it," said Ivan. "Why don't we tell them?"
"I've been curious about that for some time," said Lunora.
"Yeah, tell us about it," chimed in Solaris.
And so they did. Garet, Ivan, and Mia told them about it from their viewpoint of watching, and Isaac told about it from the actual battle point of view. When they were all finished, it left Solaris and Lunora staring in awe.
"I don't know what to say, except for the fact that it must have been very intense," said Lunora.
"It was," said Mia. "During the final battle, there were some close points in it that I couldn't bear to watch."
"I bet," said Solaris. "Look! There's our gear!"
"Yes! I can't wait to put on some un-burnt clothes," said Garet, running forward to inspect the bags.
"Well, there's another good thing!" said Lunora. "Only if it didn't burn though."
Her question was soon answered. "The gear's all good!" said Garet, finding and grabbing his own bag.
"Someone's gonna need to carry mine and Mia's," said Isaac.
"I've got yours," Garet said to Isaac.
"I'll take Mia's," said Lunora, limping over and picking up hers and Mia's bags.
Isaac waited for the others to catch up and check their own gear, to make sure it was okay. It was. Everything was there. So, with spirits slightly lighter than before, they set off again.
"Hey, look!" shouted Mia from Isaac's arms. By now, they had been walking away from the point where they found their gear for some time now. "Look at the trees. They're green again!"
It was true. The fire must have burnt out a little ways back, because this foliage and the foliage onward looked like the same old, boring, green forest that they had passed through on their way here.
"I bet Mars was able to gain control of the fire and stop it from burning," said Solaris.
"But, why not just let the fire burn?" asked Garet.
"Well . . . I don't know. But, it's a good thing that the fire burnt out. The greenery keeps the air here cool, and I'll do anything right now to be cool," said Solaris, stretching.
Everyone else agreed fervently. They all sighed with content as they walked deeper into the forest. For every step that they took, the temperature seemed to drop al little. When they couldn't even see the black trees anymore, the temperature had leveled out to a very pleasant level. It was perfect, and a welcome relief.
Not long after, they came across the camp that they had used for food and shelter before they lit the lighthouse. It looked more friendly by daylight, but Isaac and Garet thought differently. For them, it had been a night of horrors. And to think that the assailants were still out there, able to strike at any time . . . just as long as they reached the ship, and the assailants weren't hiding on board, they'd be safe.
"Should we go back and check for anything that might have been left behind by the assailants?" asked Ivan.
"Hell no!" said Garet instantly. "I'd rather stay away from that place at all costs. Besides, they might still be there!"
"I don't think so," said Solaris thoughtfully. "If they returned to their camp, then they must be pretty stupid, because we could march into that camp and see who they really are."
"Well, you guys can go if you like," said Garet. "I may be strong, but that's just too scary for me to go back to the place where it happened."
"I don't think we should go back either," said Isaac. "We cannot, at any cost, afford to waste time now. Even if it's for something important like that, because this is our last chance at stopping Karst and Agatio from restoring alchemy. Now, let's get moving again."
After looking around their camp one last time, they walked through it, and into the other half of the forest, the longer half. They still had about two hours walking left to do, and this walk soon became one of the most boring that they had ever experienced.
"This forest never seems to change!" said Garet in frustration. "All I see is green trees, green brush, green bush, green ferns, green leaves . . ."
"Yes, there is a lot of green, Garet," said Mia, craning her neck to look at him.
"Would you rather go back to the lava plateau?" asked Ivan.
"No, I'd rather get back to the ship, but who knows if we're even going in that direction, or what's waiting for us on there," retorted Garet.
"Stop bickering!" said Isaac. "Garet, we are going on the right path. I know that this whole deal has flared tempers, but we'll be at the ship in a few hours or less."
"Well, don't I feel better . . ." Garet grumbled.
*******
There was still no change, or so it seemed, in any of their surroundings, even a couple of hours later. The trees and the brush all seemed the same, in the same place. Basically, the only thing that kept Isaac and company going was the fact that they knew they'd be out of the forest in less than an hour now.
"Hey, maybe if we run, we'll get out of here faster," said Ivan, standing like he was about to sprint away.
"Perhaps," said Lunora, smiling at his sense of spirit. "But it's not worth the energy. We'll get to the ship eventually, whether we run or not. So I'd suggest that you save your strength."
"You're right," said Ivan, falling side by side with Lunora.
"Well, I think we may be in luck," said Isaac.
"What do you mean?" said Garet, breathless with hope.
"Well, I see the end of the forest," said Isaac.
Garet bounded ahead, the others following him closely. When they got to the top of the small hill that before had obscured their vision, they saw that Isaac was right. Not only was the end of the forest in sight, but they could see a tiny brown pinprick in the distance that told them their ship was still there.
"All right! Can we run now?" said Ivan, and this time, without waiting for an answer, he took off.
"Wait for me!" shouted Garet, breaking into a run as well. This just left Lunora and the others shaking their head with amusement.
"Boy, they just couldn't wait, could they?" said Mia.
"Well, I don't blame them," said Solaris. "In fact, probably the only reason I'm not running with them is because I'm too burned out. Literally."
So, they took their time in walking out of the forest and back to the long-awaited ship. When they got on board, which was about fifteen minutes later, they learned from Garet that Ivan had already fallen asleep on his bunk, and that the water in the bottom of the ship had produced an even more horrible stench than before, and moss and other sea-greens were growing on the wood.
So, Isaac set Mia down gently against the side of the ship, and, using the Black Orb, pulled the ship away from the beach. Garet went down below-decks to look for an old, rusty, plain sword that they had kept as a spare. Mia hopped over to a long, sturdy stick leaning against the side of the ship. She used it to get around instead of Isaac, and followed Garet down the stairs.
Once there, he melted the metal into the cracks of the door leading down to the water, and Mia cooled it off to prevent the ship from burning down, and to prevent burning a hole in the floor. Lunora blew the horrid smell out of the ship using one of her Djinni, since Ivan wasn't awake to do the job.
So, with the lowest deck sealed off, and the smell not plaguing the ship anymore, Garet went to Isaac and told him that the whole problem was taken care of. So, with that said, Isaac nodded and pointed the dragon head at the bow of the boat south down the river, and jerked the boat into motion. They were off to the Sol Lighthouse.
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The Lemurian Ship cruised swiftly down the wide river running through the center of Gondowan, the swift zephyrs causing white caps to form on all sides of the ship. The wind also played a factor in the speed of the Lemurian ship by speeding it up. Because the wind was with them, Isaac expected that they would reach the end of the river in half a day.
It was midday right now, and if the wind hadn't been blowing, the sun would have made everything unpleasantly hot, but not nearly as hot as the Hellish fires of the lava plateau and the Mars Lighthouse. The sun however glinted off the water, giving it a twinkling sensation.
Having sealed off the lowest deck of the ship, the smell of rotting wood and food no longer plagued the rest of the ship, and Isaac and the rest of the team were taking this time to rest. Garet had volunteered to guide the ship while everybody else slept, and so he was left gazing in front of him at the endless strip of water that was the river.
"Ahh . . . this is one of the sites that is either very fascinating to watch or immensely boring," he said to himself. "I think I'm just happy to be out of that horrible heat. At least at the next lighthouse, the weather will be decent."
Soon after, he was surprised to hear the small door creaking open behind him. Isaac stepped out onto the deck, holding a small brown book. Isaac, squinting into the bright sunlight, looked horrible. His hair was all messed up, not looking remotely like it used to, his clothes were all rumpled, and he had large bags under his eyes. It didn't help either that he looked very thin.
"Listen to this," said Isaac tiredly, pointing to the little brown book, that looked like a journal to Garet. Isaac then started reading from the book.
"Finding Lemuria itself is difficult not only because of the dense fog that makes visibility nearly impossible, but because of the treacherous waters that surround it on all sides. Currents there are very swift, and can easily get you lost. Whirlpools also surround the island, swirling sections of water that can send your ship spinning off course.
Only Lemurians know how to navigate the waters. Not only that, but a Lemurian ship is required as well. Lacking either of these two things will surely be a death sentence. Nobody has ever lived who has tried to enter Lemuria without a citizen of Lemuria or a Lemurian ship. It has been deemed impossible my many Lemurian researchers . . ."
"Well, nobody said that this trip would be easy," said Garet, considering what Isaac had read.
"Garet, you're missing the point. We do have a Lemurian ship, but without a citizen of Lemuria, we can't get to the island without risking our lives, even more than we have already."
"What do you think we did when we decided to go on this journey?" said Garet seriously.
Isaac knew he had a point. But, that memory of setting out that day in Vale was but fog in his mind now, distorted shapes . . . the wise one appearing at the sanctum, Saturos and Menardi escaping Sol Sanctum with Jenna and Kraden, Felix found alive. All those things led Isaac and company to where they were now. And they were too deep to back out.
"Where's everybody else?" asked Garet, trying to change the subject.
"Still asleep," said Isaac. "We need to have a meeting today. Since the lower deck is now inaccessible, we'll meet here on deck."
"When?" asked Garet.
"When everybody else wakes up," said Isaac. "But, let's not talk about the dangers of the trip. I take it you're enjoying the view?"
"As much as I can," sighed Garet, looking out at the river again.
Isaac came up next to him. "Well, now you won't have to enjoy it alone."
Isaac punched Garet's right shoulder, as he always did in Vale, whenever he felt like it. Garet smiled, remembering the days when they weren't heroes, remembering the times that they just stared at nothing. Those were the good days. Now . . . it seemed like there was a huge weight on their shoulders, and it would smother them or relieve them, depending on the outcome at the Sol Lighthouse.
*******
Over the next few hours, Ivan, Mia, Solaris, and Lunora emerged on deck one by one, varying states of tiredness showing on their faces. Indeed, Ivan looked half-dead, with his blond hair covering his face, and other assorted things on his person out of place.
Mia staggered over to Isaac, and with a groan of tiredness, put her hands on his shoulders. This nearly knocked Isaac off his feet, but he was able to hold his balance against Mia.
Solaris and Lunora just sat down against the side of the ship. Solaris looked rather awake, compared to the rest of the group, but Lunora looked quite different. Her long, silvery hair was standing up in places, and some of it was covering her face.
"Well, you all don't look so great," said Garet.
"Put it this way, Garet," Ivan slurred. "We're much better off than we were when we got on the ship. You know, you both should get some sleep too. It'd do you good."
"Not before this," said Isaac. He held up the little brown book.
"What's that?" asked Mia, taking it from him and opening to the bookmarked page.
She began to read the passage aloud. As she did so, her facial expression became one of slight fear. Everyone else, who had not heard the passage yet, followed suit. By the time she was finished, everyone else was at a loss for words.
"Well, I don't know what to do," said Solaris finally. "We don't have a Lemurian with us, and we obviously won't find one outside of Lemuria. They don't leave often."
"How do you know that?"asked Garet.
"Here. Mia, lemme see that book," said Solaris, stretching his hand out for the brown book.
Mia marked the page again and handed the book to Solaris. He spent a minute or so flicking through the worn pages, while everyone else watched him silently. He finally stopped on a page about 3/4 of the way through the book.
"Aha," he said, pointing his finger to some text. "Listen to this."
"Lemurians rarely leave Lemuria for the same reason that nobody enters Lemuria. Though the island is surrounded by treacherous ocean currents and whirlpools, Lemurians themselves don't often take the risk of trying to remember which particular path takes them home. Therefore, count yourselves very lucky if you see a Lemurian outside his homeland, for it will probably be the last . . ."
"So that explains it," said Ivan. "Well, we have one of the two. And I don't see how we're gonna find a Lemurian, so . . ."
"I know," said Isaac, resting his head in his hand. "This was just to brief you. We should be at the end of the river by dusk, and as you can see, the sun is setting now. After that, we'll sail east-northeast to get to Lemuria. We should be there within three days, if everything goes correctly."
"I have something else important to discuss," said Garet. "Food!"
"Damn," said Solaris. "What are we gonna eat? We have nothing . . ."
"I think the only thing we can do is wait 'till we get out to sea," said Mia. There must be an island with a shop, or an inn somewhere where there isn't drunk riots."
The group considered this, and agreed that this was the best solution so far. So, leaving it at that, they all got up, preparing to get some sleep. Well, everybody but Isaac, that is.
"I want the watch tonight," said Isaac.
"Why?" said Mia, immediately.
"Yes, I thought it was my turn," said Lunora, looking confused.
"It is," said Isaac. "But I want it. I need some fresh air, and I doubt I'd be able to sleep anyway."
"Why's that?" asked Ivan.
"I've got a lot on my mind right now," said Isaac.
"Anything I can help you with?" asked Mia softly.
"No! I just need time alone right now!" Isaac snapped, and immediately regretting doing so. It was enough to shoulder his tension, but he didn't need to explode.
"Okay, fine," said Mia irritably, turning on her heel and striding to the door.
"No, Mia, I meant-"
"I believe you," called Mia without turning back. "You do need some time alone right now. So, I think it better if we all weren't here right now."
And, without another word, she and the others strode through the door leading belowdecks, leaving Isaac to regret his outburst.
'I'm such a moron. Dammit, if only I hadn't said that!' thought Isaac furiously to himself.
"If only," said a squeaky voice.
"Flint!" roared Isaac, but not in anger. That's how he always addressed his lead Djinni.
"Yep, it's me," said Flint, appearing on Isaac's right shoulder. "Boy, you really screwed that up."
"I know that, you don't need to tell me!" said Isaac irritably.
"Tut-tut, that's exactly what got you where you are right now," said another voice on his opposite shoulder.
"Bane?" asked Isaac, watching as Bane appeared on his left shoulder.
"Naturally," said Bane squeakily. "We, as Djinn, sense that you're feeling troubled."
"Well, I'm sure you know why . . . at least, Flint does," said Isaac.
"No, I know too," said Bane. "I'm sure you regret it, right?"
"Of course I do," said Isaac wearily. "I had no right to bite her head off. Do you think she's angry at me?"
"I don't think that's a question that we need to be telling you the answer to, you know it already," squeaked Flint. "D'you want advice?"
"Sure, anything," said Isaac.
"Let her cool, and then approach her to apologize," said Bane simply.
"Do you think that you could tell her for me?" asked Isaac.
"No way," said Flint firmly. "We Djinn got you two hooked together, we're not your carrier boys anymore. You need to figure this out for yourself, or your relationship will never succeed."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," said Isaac. "Thanks guys."
"Anytime," squeaked both Djinn.
"Hey. Do you need to talk about anything else?" asked Flint.
"Well . . . yeah," said Isaac. "Many things. Starting with the beginning of this journey . . ."
Granite, Quartz, Vine, Sap, and Ground soon appeared and joined Flint and Bane in listening to what Isaac had to say. It was mainly emotions, feelings about the trip so far. They listened patiently, occasionally checking the ship to make sure it was still on course.
*******
Mia sat on her cot, thinking about the events that just took place outside. She was feeling many different emotions right now. One was anger towards Isaac for reacting the way he did. Another was worry that she had done something to anger Isaac . . . she still loved him very much, but she couldn't talk right now. Not to him, anyway. But she needed someone . . .
And, almost in answer to her wish, Fizz and the rest of her Djinn, including Balm, suddenly appeared beside her on the bed. Mia started slightly, but then smiled when she saw all of her Djinn, looking up at her.
"You need to talk, don't you?" squeaked Fizz, hopping onto Mia's right shoulder. "Well, that's one of the uses of us Djinn! Confidants!"
Mia sighed, and told them all about the issue with Isaac, and her feelings about it, and her feelings towards him that had progressed . . how she was becoming more attracted to him . . . both emotionally and sexually . . .
"Well, as far as your little argument goes, I don't think he meant what he said," said Dew. "I think he's just got a lot on his mind, being the leader and all. It has nothing to do with you."
"But he still shouldn't have snapped at her!" said Tonic.
"I agree with both," said Fizz. "I don't think he meant to get snappish with you, but that doesn't excuse the fact that he did. So, I can see both sides."
"How do you think Isaac is feeling right now?" asked Mia.
"I'm sure he's regretting it," said Spritz squeakily.
"I'm still angry with him though," said Mia. "I don't think I could talk to him yet."
"Then don't," said Fizz.
"Well, I don't know much about you yet, Mia," said Balm. "But, I hope things go well for you."
"Well, and it was just nice to see you here," said Mia, smiling fondly at the little Djinni, and picking it up. "I'm glad you care."
"If you're referring to the fact that you think Isaac doesn't care, don't," said Sleet, as sternly as a Djinni could muster. "He cares for you more than you could ever imagine. He just made a mistake."
"We all do," said Hail. "Just sit on it for a bit, then confront him on the issue. Or wait for him to do the same."
"I don't know whether or not Isaac's sure on what to do right now," said Mist. "But, he'll figure it out."
"I didn't know love was so complicated," said Mia.
"I bet he's thinking the same thing," said Fizz, with a humorous tone of voice. Mia smiled.
Now filled with this new information, but still rather angry at Isaac, she lay down on her bed, and watched the dying sun through her window. But, she couldn't for long, as the boat slowly turned eastward. And in front of her now, was a blue carpet that was the ocean. Now, she could relax. So, she lay back and closed her eyes, seeing blue streaks through her eyelids as her Djinn streaked around the room.
*******
Isaac fought with all his might to keep his eyes open as the sun rose in front of him. We was so tired from staying up all night, worrying about many things, that he hadn't been able to sleep. But now, he was so tired that he felt like he could fall asleep standing up.
His Djinn had helped him in navigating the sip through the night, since htey knew that he was deep in thought. But, Isaac still hadn't forgotten his mistake. And the more he thought about it, the more he beat himself up over it.
He watched the sun rise into the clouds, and as soon as it hit them, he was struck with horror. Dread started to consume his body as the door behind him opened, and Garet, Ivan, and Solaris strode out.
"Hey, were out to sea! About damn time . . . what's wrong, Isaac?" asked Ivan.
All Isaac did was point to the clouds. The rest followed his gaze, and soon, everybody's except Garet's expressions matched that of Isaac's.
"What? What's so great about red clouds and a red sun?" asked Garet.
"Nothing. That's the problem," said Ivan.
"I don't get it," said Garet.
"There's an old saying that sailors pay great attention to," said Solaris. "And it goes like this.
"'Red sky at night, sailor's delight. Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning'."
It took a minute or so for Garet to catch on. "Oh," said Garet, now looking nervous himself.
"Prepare for storm weather!" said Isaac, ringing the bell loudly.
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Not good. Not good at all. *shudders*
Now, I realize that some are not going to like this issue between Isaac and Mia. But what I say is this. What relationship does not have conflict? Name me one, and I'll give you my gecko's Flamethrower.
*Gets blasted by flames*
Okay, maybe not. And QueenDragonGoddess, if this is what you meant in your review by ruining the characters, I apologize. I don't want to give anything away, but I will say that they'll sort this out. So, like I've said, bear with me, and don't hate me, either.
Now, enough pleading. Remember the SirGecko Deal! The more reviews I get, the faster I update! REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!!
~SirGecko~