The Stroll:
The next day,"Guys this sittin around is drivin' me nuts!
I gotta get some air. See ya all in a while."
"You do that Syx, we don't need you being any more nuts than you already are!" CC replies.
"Ha Ha CC."
Syx says as he heads towards the cliffs. Thinking to himself, 'It's only a short walk. There shouldn't be any problems for me going through these
woods for this little way while alone.'
While walking the 100 or so yards towards the cliff, Syx is awestruck by the serene surroundings. 'This is really a nice place. I may have to return
here in the future. But for now, we have a map to conquor. Does Gordy have it?' He ponders.
"Speaking of Gordy, is that the name of one of your lost companions Syx? He entered the woods a short time ago." A tiny voice said in broken
english.
"What the, Who goes there?!" Syx exclaims.
"Step out where I may see You!"
"I am out! I'm down here." the tiny voice spoke, while giggling.
"Who are You and how do You know what I think? And how do you know to speak my language?" Syx asks in bewilderment.
Looking down at the forest floor, Syx sees a tiny 'Man' standing with hands on it's hips, staring up at him. "I am called 108. I can by nature read
your mental images and know your spoken language because I have been observing You, and the rest of your traveling companions. There is one amongst
you who is Two! Hug the Dawg I believe he is named?"
Astonished at this spectacle, Syx answers while nervously laughing, " His Name is TDawg. And we have also noticed he is acting very strangely lately.
You say he is two? And why are you called 108?"
"Yes, forgive me, The TDAwg seems to be posessed of one who is not noble. We detect a negative force in that one. He is not well." 108 mentions.
"I am one of thousands of my kind. Number 108 to be birthed actually. I am almost 500 of your years of age too!" 108 Boasts with a wide grin across
his face, tipping back and forth from toes to heels with his arms folded across his chest. "We fix problems before they are!"
"Fix, Fix, Fix, Fix......" Is heard from dozens of other tiny voices.
Syx sits down on a small boulder next to the path. Dozens of little people come out from under the leaves of the nearby bushes. Trying to process all
the new information he has gained, he rubs his temples. Gordy nears! But what of the rest?
And he thought this would be an uneventful little stroll......
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Telling 108 and the rest of the small clan he must take his leave, Syx once agin heads for the cliffs. Thankful for no more interuptions and once
there, he takes Dragon form and dives off! Stretching his wings fully, he glides down near the surface of the crashing waves.
Turning slightly he glides right above the water. After several yards, he turns upward towards the fresh mid day sky.
Taking a few wing beats to reach a lofty height, Syx feels rejuvenated! He soars back towards the island and circles the woods looking for his lost
friend. While up there he looks out to sea and notices True's ship appearing to be heading to shore, but not seemingly moving?
'That's odd.' He muses.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees movement in the trees below. 'Gordy? Perhaps so! So the little guy wasn't lieing about that at least.' He thinks
as he banks towards the movement.
Swooping down to treetop height, he glides over the canopy. Looking down and seeing Gordy trekking through the woods, Syx angles back up into the sky.
'He should make it to the others, as they are not far from him now.' he thinks happily of seeing his lost friend.......
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