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Chapter 4: feeling the light
After Maeve had left, Sinbad once more closed his eyes. He was concentrating on the power he felt inside. It seemed to him that the sorceress had given nearly all of her strength to him and even if only for a moment he feared that she wouldn‘t have left enough for herself to fend off the dark forces. He knew that a certain black sorceress really would exploit every situation in which Maeve was weak in order to attack her. Sinbad took a deep breath, memories once more overwhelming him. He remembered the day he had met Maeve for the first time, remembered her standing at the tiller watching the endless sea and the starry sky. He was able to feel that she always had been searching for something - something he never got to know … something she never spoke about. But he had never forced her to tell him because he was sure that some day she would have the strength to explain everything to him. Yes, he knew she would. He was now able to feel every part of her, even the great power she was holding inside - the power she had given to him.
Sinbad opened his eyes. He had sworn that he would go on and he knew that this was everything he could do now. For the last time the sea captain cast his gaze to the ocean. He felt that something had changed. There was no emptiness anymore he noticed, neither in that endless sea nor in his heart.
One more moment the sailor kept standing at the beach, when Dermott suddenly squeaked out loud, seemingly wanting to remind him of going back to his friends who really were in need of his help. Slowly he turned to the feathered one.
“I guess you were here all the time, weren‘t you“, he whispered to the bird whose eyes were just focusing him. “Of course you were. You‘re everywhere where Maeve is too“, Sinbad murmured. After all the time that Dermott had been a member of his crew now, the sea captain got to know him very well and he knew that the hawk, somehow, was connected with its mistress. Sinbad got closer to the bird and caressed him for a while.
It was time for him to leave now, time for him to go on living a life of adventures, time for him to be the brave sailor he was known as.
We‘ll be with you! Dermott wished the sea captain would be able to understand his thoughts just like Maeve did but knowing he wouldn‘t, the hawk just squeaked and followed Sinbad back to the town where everyone was waiting for them to come.
“Something has happened“, he whispered, still staring to the young sailor.
“What are you talking about?“, Bryn asked slightly puzzled. She hadn‘t noticed Sinbad so far but now as she saw Doubar staring to passage she did. Even from the distance she was able to see that light that was shining in his eyes again...
“Sinbad!“, Doubar called his little brother. “You‘re back“, he added, his eyes beginning to sparkle in the light of the late afternoon sun.
Sinbad sighed, then began to smile. “Aye, Doubar, I am. I‘m back“.
The joy and relief in the crew members‘ eyes on that was hard to be missed and somehow Sinbad was thankful for that. For a while then none of them was speaking. The crew just stood there and enjoyed the feeling of having their captain back … of having their friend back.
“So“, Firouz whispered eventually, afraid of breaking that peaceful silence. “What are we going to do now?“
Sinbad didn‘t react. He just kept on looking at that special point in the distance that he had been concentrating on since he had last spoken.
“Have faith, all of you“, he suddenly stated, “have faith“. Though the captain was aware of the restraining looks the others gave him in response to this he didn‘t stir. Still watching the horizon he made no effort of explaining anything to them.
“Sinbad, you sure that everything is alright?“ Doubar asked after what seemed like an eternity to everyone. Sinbad couldn‘t help but beginning to grin. He took his gaze off the horizon and started to watch his crew intensively. He knew they were waiting for a plan or at least something that was looking like a plan. Still grinning he finally left the crowd without saying a single word and made his way to the town centre.
“Sinbad?“, he heard his older brother swear, “What in the name of Allah has happened out there?“. Sinbad‘s grin became wider. He decided to turn around and give them a hint of what he had just experienced
Of course all of them noticed that satisfaction in their captain‘s eyes but it was Doubar who found that there was something else shining in them, too.
It was strength - pure strength. He knew he had seen that sort of power before, but not with Sinbad. No, not with him. It was the incredible strength of someone else, someone they believed they had lost two years ago.
“My God“, the first mate gasped. He knew why his little brother had come back to them and why he had told them to have faith - faith in him and one fiery redheaded sorceress that had always had a special place in the captain‘s heart.
“Trust them“. He didn‘t know why but somehow Doubar had the feeling he‘d have to say this. In general the first mate didn‘t like mysteries and had always complained when DimDim had used them in order to explain things, but now there was no other way he knew how to express what he was aware of deep inside. The others however looked startled. “You understand him?“, Firouz asked reluctantly but the first mate didn‘t answer. Instead he kept watching his younger brother who in response was still holding his gaze on his crew. To the surprise of everyone Sinbad then raised his left arm and tried to hold the bracelet he always wore into the slowly fading sunlight.
“It - it‘s glowing”, Bryn noticed with confusion in her voice.
“Aye, it is“, Doubar managed to respond, when suddenly Dermott gave a loud squeak and settled himself on the sea captain‘s wrist. “And he knows why.“ And with that he set himself into motion and paced off to where his little brother stood.
Slowly, ever so slowly it was dawning on the others too. They began to understand what had happened out there at the beach and even when Bryn didn‘t know very much of Sinbad‘s past together with Maeve she somehow had the feeling that it wasn‘t only him standing there in front of them, but that is was her in a strange and enigmatic way too.
The End