They covered the remaining distance to the cliff on their left in silence, observing the dangerous beauty of the isle.
Reaching the Cliff's mouth David saw that it's bottom half had been eroded by the constant intrusions of waves, forming a hollow,rocky, black cave with patches of white due to salt being left behind in the entrance of the cave. Looking at the dead end of not-a-very-long cave David said "Well where do we have to go from here?"
"Nowhere" BB replied " This is your room...(David's expression showed his disbelief) well temporarily ofcourse."
"How can you imagine anyone to sleep in here this is nothing but blasting cold and wet hell" David angrily blurted out but met a much unsatisfying reply
" Well we weren't really expecting visitors you see. Infact if i may say so you should be thanking us for the giving you a space to spend the night."
David could not believe his ears and although a number of answers zoomed in his head only a
" Just shut-up" came out.
Belladonna, rolling her eyes left the much complaining David behind as he splashing his way through the incoming waves found a drier spot in the cave extreme interior and although the conditions weren't really favourable for a good night sleep and David had neither a blanket nor a pillow he slept quite well and in his heart thanked God for all the blessings which he had back in the old-house.Next morning he woke up at about 6 and found belladonna cooking on a wooden platform. There was a small but large enough wooden shelf-table(with cupboard) on which the stove and aĺl other cooking material were kept along with the food and ingredients and right infront of it was a wooden open sheltered long bench(fixed) with two long wooden(but smaller in height and width)benches for sitting and ofcourse the bigger one was to keep the food on. 4 pillars supported a prism-without-base shaped roof which sheltered that quite small area. This was situated a little nearer the sea but aligned column wise to the tent.
David felt the morning breeze with a little moisture in it. Nothing could have been better than that- the mother nature at it's freshest point.
He reached that place and said in an extremely nice mood "good morning" and Belladonna also at her cheerful most replied "Morning Davy" while throwing an apple towards him. He caught it and asked about the whereabouts of Charlotte. Belladonna just frowned and said "she's sleeping... kept studying the whole night... more like reading."
"Wasn't she already in bed when I was leaving?"
Belladonna made a funny face at David's question and said " When I came back she was freaking out over a book she thought was lost and then got into finding it ... she was about to put it back but just read a page, like one page literally and then did not dare put that book down. I simply don't know when she slept."
There was silence and soon they got into normal chit chats with slight arguments which became more regular as they continued talking until the time was about 8:00 in the morning which Belladonna guessed from the position of the sun when Charlotte finally woke-up, changed and got out of the tent in extreme light brown silk shirt with her hair now flashing a flamboyant purple color being tied in a high pony and black-blueish pants. Her eye color now had a distinct purple color going perfectly with her hairs. Smiling Charlotte came saying "Your eyes are green!"
"To go with blonde hair" Belladonna's voice came with mild amusement in it.ENJOY!
Hopefully the next update will be longer ...
REGARDS,
MS.PURPLEHEARTS
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FantasyAn adopted boy living in unlikely surroundings of an old-house finds himself in the mist of spy mystery and enthralling magic? Would he be able to succeed in his mission?