This is my rough draft completely unedited. For a full explanation go to Part I.

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Kael’s immediate surrounding were vey similar to what he saw at the terminal and even on his home island. It was a clearing surrounded by trees, Although the trees did look a little unfamiliar. No those things are not what made Kael gasp just as he woke up. There wasn’t even a hint of the grogginess that you would feel after a nap. It was the sky above him. He thought the swarms he had seen at the terminal had been something beyond what he could possible imagine. No those had not been swarms. Compared to what he was seeing right now that was just a smattering of a few turtles in flight. This was a swarm. It didn’t black out the sun or anything like that but you did get a shadow of a turtle to cross you quite often. This made a awesome pattern on the clearing floor, if Kael would’ve taken the time to look down he probably would’ve noticed it. But he was taken with the beauty that was all these turtles in flight. Even more impressive was all of the turtles seemed to sense eachother. No matter how many were manuavering in the sky they never seemed to hit each other. He could imagine the clashing of the shells could be quite jarring.

What he looked at now was anything but jarring. It was graceful in every way. The turtles let there flippers gently work themselves up and down but it was obvious to see that the flippers were not what was causing them to fly.

How did they fly? This was not the first time Kael had pondered this question, nor would it be the last. They didn’t have wings like birds. It didn’t seem that they fought gravity at all. They were just above it. It gave Kael the chills to think of it. These turtles must innately know something more than us humans. We can’t seem to overcome gravity unless we are on our back.

“Time to go.” The ferry man was standing over Kael as he was sitting in the saddle of the turtle.

Kael quickly shut his mouth now that he realized he was staring up at the sky with it wide open. Lucky he didn’t have drool running down his face. Looking around he saw that Bannon was down the steps but he was no more aware of his surroundings than Kael had been. He stared straight up with his head swinging to a fro following the unbelievable herd of flying shelled creatures.

Kael hurriedly got down as to not embarrass himself further and stood by Bannon.

“We best get out of the clearing here, people might start to think somethings wrong with us.” Kael half joked to Bannon.

Bannon had the same expression Kael had when the Ferry man inturrupted his thoughts. He hurriedly closed his mouth, and Kael would have been shocked if he had wiped at his chin for any stray amounts of saliva.

“Don’t care about what people think. Most of these people have forgotten what a wonder this island is. They don’t even notice what’s happening overhead.”

Kael turned to see Staron walking towards them and he spoke.

“No matter how many times you see something amazing shouldn’t it always amaze you? Why is it any less amazing the 100th time?”
“I don’t know, I suppose you get used to it.” Kael responded actually surprised by how true that statement was. It made him think of his own life and wonder what things that he saw that he no longer understood the wonder of.

“Well what plans do you have, now that you’ve made it to the wonderful Goya, which if I might add is the greatest island of all.” Staron prodded at them.

Looking to Bannon, who just shrugged, Kael turned back, “I guess we’ll have to go see about getting a couple turtles.”

“You have a bag full of money there?” Staron pointed to Kael’s pack.

“Nah I got something better than that.”

“What’s that.” Well if I showed you, how can I be sure that you won’t just try to steal them.”

A grin spread on Staron’s face, “What’s to say that if they are more valuable to money I wouldn’t just steal them without seeing them.”
“Well you see they are only valuable if you know how to use them.” Kael had unslung his pack and was rifling through the contents. Soon he pulled out the leather rolled up pouch that had all the tools necessary for his trade.

“Well, I suppose those could fetch a couple shillings.” Staron looked a little underwhelmed.

“Yes if I sold them, but if they are used by the right hands,” Kael lifted his own hands between them. “They could make that person more money than you would imagine.”
“What are you telling me this for?” Staron obviously understood the point of Kael’s little speech and was underwhelmed again. Give a man a fish or teach him to fish principle.”

“Well, I was wondering if anyone around here would need a leather worker?” Kael asked a little drawn in from his dramatic display falling flat.

“Wait, those tools, that for working with leather. You’re hardly old enough to be an apprentice let alone ‘know’ how to use them.”

“I didn’t realize there was an age limit on when you could start learning the tools. I’ve been working with these very same tools since I was 15.” Kael didn’t exaggerate, once his father had seen that he had an interest for the craft he pulled the right strings around town to get Kael his very own set of tools. These were the bare essentials, and those are he really needed for 99 percent of the leather working trade.

“Forget all that, are you any good?” Staron’s usually joking self was gone, it was replaced by a serious man.

“Well I don’t know too many other leatherworkers but I got a lot of compliments on my work. So yeah I guess I know what I’m doing.”

“This is perfect. You have no idea how long I’ve been looking for a leatherworker. The few that we have on the island are all taken by other trainers. In fact that is the reason I was traveling. I was trying to locate someone who would come work with me. I don’t know any leather working so I need someone already skilled. Everyone already skilled didn’t really want to travel with me.”
“Great! Except you know I don’t plan on staying here too long. You should definitely still look for a more permanent solution.” Kael like to see people excited about things but he didn’t want to lead Staron on.

“You guys want turtle right?” Staron asked ignoring what Kael had said.

“Yeah.” Kael was beginning to wonder if Staron was a little mad, jumping between subjects so quickly.

“Well I can get you a turtle. If you will take on an apprentice and teach them to leatherwork for me I will give you a turtle.” Staron said.

“What do you mean you’ll give me a turtle where are you going to get a turtle?” Kael was still a little bit put on edge by the intensity of this man.

“Ha, I forgot to tell you the best part. I am a turtle breeder, and trainer. I can certainly find a way to get you one, in the time it takes you to train someone up to leather work.”

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