Hadama was the last to arrive, having taken the slow route back to ensure the shells beneath the waves remained where he had placed them. He pulled himself from the water at the appointed place on the beach and walked, dripping, to the little gathering spot that Flora had set aside for her volunteers. Setting his empty basket down beside the fire, he nodded to Jack and his crew in gratitude for the extra food and gave Melita a small, weary, but satisfied smile at a job not only well done, but hopefully never to be repeated.
The Tidebreaker settled himself near to his co-ruler, claiming a drink and a plate of food to make his slow, methodical way through while he listened to the stories of Jack's crew. They had, it seemed, had a far more eventful time of it above the waves, and he enjoyed the well-told tales while the fire crackled and the night spun onward.
~Fin
The Tidebreaker settled himself near to his co-ruler, claiming a drink and a plate of food to make his slow, methodical way through while he listened to the stories of Jack's crew. They had, it seemed, had a far more eventful time of it above the waves, and he enjoyed the well-told tales while the fire crackled and the night spun onward.
~Fin
