Part 8

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A woman took ahold of Sunrises reins. It was dark, night.

We were led down and landed on a little island. It was cold, i grasped my arms around me shivering violently. Tokki noticed and took of his cape, draping it round my shoulders. It was warm.

"wont you be cold?"

"Tokki cold. Never my dear" shouted a woman on the other side of Tokki.

"Tokki im going with them home. My girlfriend is looking for me!" shouted Torial.

We bowed our heads and said our goodbyes. They left me and Tokki on the island with supplies, like wood for a fire and spare blankets and capes.

Befor i knew it Tokki had made a fire and was sitting next to it walking the flames dance like in Amigas house remembering what Torial had said. "Families help each other, there always a phone call away." As i did so i remembered all different people i could call to get help and look after me. To comfort me. To lo...no.

I looked up Tokki was standing gard next to his Griffin.

"her name is never more."

"pardon" i said wondering what Tokki was talking about.

"my griffin here. Her name is never more. I rescued her when she was young, for pochers. Her wing was hurt and the pochers had giant fire dragons. I as scared. I saved her, but i got very burn." Tokki pulled up hes sleave to revieal multiple burn marks." I knew what i was doing was right. Never mores part of my family now. And forever"

I looked at never more. She was beautiful. I once saved a baby bird. These mean boys were teasing it. So i pushed in and rescued the bird. I took it home, its wing was also hurt. So i took a lolly pop stick and placed it on its wing and surrounded it with bandages of my own arm, where i had got cut. Mum accidentally slipped with a knife in her hand, it flew at me and cut me on my arm. I was use to this pain. Mum left and i tended to my woundes. I put the bird in a little cage where i use to have a pet hamster.

RIP captin nibbles

I looked after the bird until it was able to fly again. Then i let i go back into the wild.

Night was drawing in. The island was deserted to our knowledge. And the forest that surrounded us swayed slowly as if it was swaying to a lullaby. A quiet lullaby. That sent me...to sleep.


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