An island of Predators.Recouping his strength marginally Sinbad leaned and grabbed what was left of his shirt tossing it on his thought whirled around.Bryn,Logar,Doubar and his mother dead these so many years .Why?A soft groan interupted these painful thoughts.Bryn's eyes had fluttered open,beads of sweat plastered now dampened hair to the sides of her face.Her eyes reveiled the pain and panic until they rested on Sinbad.They softened pain dissipating there was a sign of joy,relief and something else that he couldn't quite place his finger on.But her smile told him everything.A bright smile like an angelic child awaiting an adventure with the unspoken promise of having found a treasure insted of the bleck unknown that surrounded the both of them
"Sinbad." she weakly called out. Sinbad edged his way towards her and bring her up into a sitting postion,leaning her body into his.and swapping an errant tentacle of hair,.He gently placed her head so that it rested on his shoulder.Looking deeply into her face he smiled slowly back."I thought I'd lost you."pain echoed in his voice."I'll be all right."she whispered bring her hand slowly up to touch his face.Sinbad gripped her tiny wrist so tiny that he could wrap his entire hand around and slowly moved his hand up to clasp hers.
"You got to rest Bryn.You lost alot of blood."looking deeply into her eyes his shining with concern.
"I have to tell you what happened,before they come again."fear tightened her vocal cords making him strain to hear.He watched as her eyes clouded over a far away look,a look that registrated a different time as if the present didn't exist.