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Sat Feb 27 14:56:22 2021
Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2021 14:54:47 -0500
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Reed. The sun lit up a bright blue mid-day sky. The saltwater sprayed her =
glasses with every dip of the bow. After years of sailing the open ocean, s=
he found it refreshing. Milo, being a land mammal in both nature and dispos=
ition, found it annoying. He had resigned himself to the squawks of seagull=
s, the smell of barnacles, and the fact that every single thing on their bo=
at was constantly wet. But, the saltwater stung his nostrils, and that ruff=
led him the wrong way. He had no choice, though, on such an important missi=
on, but to brave the onslaught from atop Gemma?s shoulder and help with the=
ir search.=20
Gemma peered forward over the right side of the boat, which is called the s=
tarboard, as her uncle had taught her soon after her parents left. Then she=
peered over the left side of the boat, which is called the port. She alway=
s remembered which was which by reminding herself that ?left? and ?port? ha=
ve the exact same number of letters. ?Starboard? and ?right? have an extrao=
rdinarily different number of letters, and therefore were not a part of her=
memorizing technique.=20
?I don?t see anything, Milo,? she said with a frown, wiping her glasses cle=
an. They were speckled with saltwater again by the time she spoke again.=20
?That sea merchant told us the Forgotten Island would be right here!? she e=
xclaimed.=20
Milo wrapped his tail around her neck and slid it down to point to the dark=
blue compass still hanging around her neck, slightly rusted, but otherwise=
intact. She opened up the cover and tapped the glass. There was a jagged s=
ilver needle laying lifeless inside, just as it always did. Gemma looked do=
wn and sighed. ?You know that thing doesn?t work. It can?t tell East from W=
est or up from down. I need to remember exactly what that merchant said.? S=
he began to mumble. ?Across the Mossy Channel, due south of Heart Mountain,=
three days onward? oh what?s the use!?
Milo leapt onto the steering wheel as Gemma walked back to the stern of the=
boat and looked out across the water. ?It?s called the Forgotten Island fo=
r a reason. It?s lost to the world!?
Her hand instinctively gripped the railing as the boat shook and shimmied. =
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th his hands and tail in the air. This was often his pose when he wanted to=
make it clear that what had happened was not his fault. It was almost just=
as often the case that it was. Gemma looked over the side rail again and s=
aw a dark patch of land that hadn?t been there at last glance. It was a sma=
ll oval island. They had run aground.=20
Milo hopped down from the steering wheel and swung over the side of the boa=
t. Gemma?s feet found the wooden rungs on the Jacob?s ladder and stepped do=
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the water inside greedily then offered Gemma the other half as a snack.=20
?Thanks anyway, Milo,? she said. ?I?d rather go check out that hut.?
Gemma couldn?t help staring into the dark mouth of the cave as she pushed i=
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The sea merchant laughed. ?You don?t, friend.?----> =20
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