How many different ways can I say "I do not own Earthsea"?
There was no sound except for the soft murmur of waves on rock and sand. Ged pushed the Lookfar out into the cerulean ocean, vaulting nimbly over the edge and into the boat. He had woken up that morning and found Orm Embar gone, only a great depression in the sand marking the reality of the dragon's presence.
Muttering under his breath, Ged summoned a wind that filled the dull red sail above his head and made the Lookfar fairly skim over the frothy waves. The lost half of the Ring of Erreth-Akbe hung from the chain about his neck once more.
With a whispered word the magewind shifted direction, turning the prow's gaze due East into the rising sun, and setting a course for Havnor.
And Ged is on his way to new adventures in Atuan! So, what did you think of the story? If you took the time to read this, I'd love a review. Go on; just push that little button in the bottom-left corner. It only takes a second, and it'll make me happy!