This was it...finally! After spending so many days in a library, inhaling the musty scent of old maps and charts, Alexander was now breathing in the exhilarating scent of the salty sea air! Around him, the capable crew toiled; occasionally, he threw in his hand to help, rather fond of the hard labor involved with sailing. And then he was blessed
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It's a beautiful day and the sea is calm and pleasant.
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So it was a rather new experience, one he enjoyed as he leaned against the railing, watching the water stretch in all directions.
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"I must thank you again for coming along, Faramir," he said. "It will be good to have such a good man on board."
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It seemed that the moment the Land of the Green Isles came into view, as soon as the scrambling about to bring the ship to shore started, the storm hit out of nowhere, despite the clear blue skies. A fierce storm, a terrible storm, a relentless storm that threatened to veer the ship into the dangerous rocks ahead. Disaster would surely be imminent!
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At least there was no time to think of becoming sea sick and Faramir was clinging to the rigging for dear life as he seemed unable to remain on his feet.
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Shrinking back to a place where he could retain his focus, he started to utter the strange and arcane words he'd read in his childhood, from those books that he often tried to forget. But these were the situations for which he retained this knowledge. The chance to do good. The chance to save lives.
He just prayed that he was strong enough to pull it off.
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Perhaps after some recovery, some plans could be made to venture out and discover where they had landed.
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"Is everyone alright?" he asked. "Is anyone hurt?"
And, most importantly, "Is everyone here?"
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"I am well," he finally responded and somehow he'd managed to hold on to his sword which seemed a miracle in itself. He pushed to his feet and glanced around to see if anyone needed hand up.
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One might want to avoid that spider web, though, intriguing as it may be.
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"Why do you make so much effort to climb the cliffs, young men?" The old woman was dressed in concealing rags, with an odd golden glint in her intense eyes. "The Winged Ones who live on this island have the power of flight."
She gestured toward the tall bush at her knees. "You could have it, too, if you'd only eat a berry from this magical flying nightshade bush!"
To demonstrate, the woman popped a piece of one of the berries into her mouth and, sure enough, she began to float around with her arms out, the hanging robes like wings.
"See? The sweet berries will make you float like a petal on the wind! Try some!"
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"I like having my feet on the ground," he replied, cautiously.
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