Sandy Claws by Gardner Claire

Sandy Claws by Gardner Claire

Author:Gardner, Claire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-03-17T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter thirty-eight

The Landing

Suddenly the swaying slowed down again. The treacherous waves no longer frightened me, and I shook my fur to dry it. The yacht slowed down to go around some rocks. We saw a few pelicans in flight and smelled rotten fish.

“We’re already through the roughest passage, where the dark water from the east collides with the turquoise water from the west,” Cedric said.

“As Greta has done us the favor, we’ve already received the spirits’ permission to pass through,” said Victor jokingly.

What?

I didn’t understand that at all. Fortunately, Hilde came to my aid, saying, “Greta recited the famous expression from Dante’s Divine Comedy. Dante’s guide on the voyage to the afterlife, Virgil spoke it to calm the infernal spirits protesting the passage of the two visitors in the boat.”

Land was no longer visible on the horizon. The pelicans we’d seen had now returned with others who were huddled on the high rocks. Others preferred to make their way to the overhanging ridge of a shipwreck. A cold breeze arose unexpectedly.

“Is that the shipwreck we’re looking for?” asked Emma, and without waiting for an answer she took out her phone to take a picture of it.

“No, dear,” Hilde replied. “That looks like a much more modern ship than one used in the sixteenth or seventeenth century.”

“That’s definitely not it,” said Cedric. “My dear friends. Here we are. To proceed you’ll have to go down into the water. But from now on the depth will only be up to your knees, I assure you, and the water is calm. Simon will take care of unloading what we need. If you look to your right, you’ll see a building that we’ll be using as an operations center.”

Only up to our knees? What are you talking about? My knees are only . . . do I even have knees? Doesn’t anyone take my height into consideration?

“Don’t worry, dear Honorio, bon ami,” Cedric reassured me. “Simon, who is an excellent swimmer, will carry you to the shore in his arms.”

How about my purple carrier? It probably floats!

It was the first time I thought it had been a very bad idea to go on a treasure hunt on that lost island.



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