The tide moved out, leaving the cave floor soaked, but navigable. The receding water, was my signal to slip off my rock shelf, I made my way to the ground. The jagged stones jutting out into the sea were clear of the water. Quickly, jogging to them , I began climbing. Time was short, I wouldn’t have too much time before the tides turned again.
Inasmuch as I headed to an explored territory, I couldn’t say how long I would take to cross the barrier and up the beach on the side away from Edgeworld. Well, assuming I got over the promontory. The moon hung in the sky, giving me a little light. My hand slipped on the sodden boulders and I barely managed to grab a tighter grip. Finally, I reached the top of the rocks and drew a deep breath. Now to tackle the perpetual mist and make my way down the opposite side. Now if Captain Ike found my footprints in the sand, he would not likely follow me into this murkiness, which was freezing. Never had I been so cold. I struggled to move through the curiously thick, chilly vapor.
Finally, I slid over the rocky pile and fell down the other side. Winded, I lay for a few moments. The moon had crossed the zenith while I’d battled my way through the fog. Then I sat up. Well, I hadn’t died. That had to count for something.
The jarring fall hadn’t damaged me. From my hands and knees, I wavered to my feet. So I was safe. Well, from the captain anyway.
The magick user, though — I needed to keep my wits around me. Frozen in fear, I stood still, if a little wobbly and surveyed the area.
A beautiful sandy beach stretched ahead of me. Astonished, I faced inland to view palm trees and not much else. The cliffs appeared to end at this point. This wizard must be quite potent. With any luck, he or she wouldn’t mind if I lived quietly on this tiny bit of his or her domain.
The first thing I decided to do was build myself a shelter. In a short time I amassed an impressive pile of driftwood and began constructing my hut. My hovel finished, I stood to admire my handiwork. Nothing fancy but my home going forward, assuming the sorcerer had no objections.
To my surprise, I remained alone. Perhaps the magick practitioner waited. Likely the person wanted to find out my intentions. Well, I would do my best to present no threat. Which was why I chose not to use my own magick, which wasn’t strong. Still, I didn’t want to challenge the own of this place.
“Now who are you?” A harsh baritone echoed around me. So I concluded the magick user was male.
A shadow passed over me and the inhabitant of this land settled on the sand.
“ Tiernan.” Voice quavering, I replied. “Please, I am no danger to you.”
“No, you couldn’t be.” Wasn’t that the truth? “Please, I couldn’t stay on the other side of the rocks.” To my mind, honesty would be my best weapon. “See, I saw an evil done and if I told of it, would have killed me.”
“So, you witnessed a murder.” The deep voice stated. How did he learn of the crime, I witnessed? “Yes, I had no recourse,” I hesitated. “The government is riddled with corruption. If I told them, they would have executed me.” “So you came here.”
“Yes, I hoped you would grant me sanctuary.” A stroke of genius, I thought. A place of asylum was what I wanted.
“Very well, you will serve me.” The implacable voice stabbed through me. “Yes,” I accepted my fate. At least he let me live.