"You remind me of my brother." Mara answered softly. "I love his memory too much to
let someone like you perish needlessly. Now, it's high time that you went home. Brynn,
can you stand?"
Mara rocked back on her heels and stood up as she spoke. Her hand was still on
Brynn's arm, and she pulled Brynn up with her. Brynn leaned over as she stood,
wobbling uncertainly, then she straightened and nearly fell again with a cry of pain.
Mara quickly caught her, holding up the girl and looking at her with a worried expression.
"Brynn?" Mara asked. "What is the matter?"
"Sister," Brynn huffed back through her silent tears. "I'm so sorry. I cannot stand. My
ankle won't hold me. Please forgive me Sister Mara."
"Brynn," Mara swung the girl up off the sand and onto her back as she replied. "There is
nothing to forgive you for. Hold on to me tightly, and tell me where to go. I'll take you
home. Are you ready Brynn?"
Mara felt Brynn nod in the back of her neck. Mara looped her arms through Brynn's legs,
adjusted her weight on her back, and started walking towards the path that she had
been walking on. When she reached the edge of the path, Mara stopped walking, waiting
for Brynn to say where to go.
"Turn right and follow the path. It'll take us to the village, my....home." Brynn hesitated
as she spoke, her last words barely audible. Mara turned right and they began walking
down the path. The yellow sun began descending ahead of it's partner to their right as
they moved northwards, heading for the shore a good distance ahead. When the yellow
sun set, they were at the top of a hill looking down on the small village. When the yellow-orange sun began setting, Mara was just starting to walk into the seaside village,
following the path as it wound between various driftwood and tropical flora huts. The
path led straight through the settlement and continued on until it hit a small dock that
stretched into the ocean. There were several sailboats tied up on the dock, and the orange
sunlight threw sharp shadows over everything. Mara stopped walking and looked at the
strange, beautiful contrast of the black sand with the vibrant blue waters, as featherless
shore birds screeched and dove in and out of the ocean ahead.