[Child of the 7th Age]

Cami had at one point threatened to sleep in so she didn't have to watch the skiff push off. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she felt slightly uncomfortable. Despite this, she ran up on deck with the first light of day, and watched the two men unwind the pulley to set the boat into the water. They adjusted the ropes and let the sails billow out as the easterly breezes began to push the small vessel away from the Star.

Cami leaned down over the rail and yelled out a few final instructions to Ancalimon on the provisions that needed to be replenished for the Star. He nodded in acknowledgment and waved farewell. Mithadan stood up and holding onto the mast, leaned over towards Cami and yelled above the noise of the waves, "I'm counting on you to keep an eye on her Cami, when she gets back from her fishing venture. In fact, why not offer to take the other skiff and help her gather those oysters and eels?"

Cami nodded weakly in response. "I'll try," she whispered. But, in the depths of her stomach, she knew there was little chance of that. As the skiff with Mithadan and Ancalimon receded from sight, Cami was left with the uncomfortable feeling that the companions on the Star had now split up into four distinct parties. And something, somewhere, was bound to go wrong.

[ October 06, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]