Some time had passed, and the gulls were crying over head when she opened her green eyes and stared out towards the expanse of rocks all around her. Her entire body ached, and as she pushed herself off of the ground, she touched her cheek, realizing there was a deep cut that was swollen and sore. A similar injury had pierced her shoulder as she winced, her eyes prickling with tears.
But she was alive.
Somehow, she had survived the storm, and as her eyes traced across the beach, she was shocked to find the book lying right beside her.
Reaching for it, she stared at the front cover before slowly pressing her hand against it and lightly caressing the indentation of the tree.
Whatever had happened to her... would it be explained in this book? What connection did it have to that ritual?
Though when she opened to the first page, a cold wind ruffled through her hair and sent a chill up her spine. She closed the book and hugged it close to her body, even bent over to stop the wind from at least hitting the front of her.
Then, when the wind subsided, she blinked and slowly looked around.
She was alone.
There was no sign of the man she had met upon the boat, nor clue as to what had happened to his ship. Glancing back towards the ocean, she brushed her wild, red hair from her face and studied it.
The ocean- it was so vast, so wide...
It made her feel so small in this world, and at the same time, filled her with so much wander. She never had the luxury to go to the ocean, and took a moment to walk along the shores as the cool waters lapped at her bare feet.
The rocks hurt to walk on, so after a time, she peered over her shoulder to examine her surroundings. It was then she realized she was caged in- both ends of the beach were cut off by tall expanses of rocks that jutted up into the air as they reached for the skies. Atop of the rock there were trees and inside the sharp cracks in the rocks were the bird's nests. SHe could see a group of them fluttering above, but then her eyes went inward, and she noticed the great mouth of the cave.
It was huge, and could have probably swallowed a few of the ships they had just traveled upon. It looked as if her only option was to either wander inside the cave, or try her luck again in the ocean.
She made her way towards the cave, but only gave one final glance back towards the sea, just in time to hear the distant rumblings of thunder.
Another storm was on it's way.
Moving forward, she made her way into the gaping maw of the cave in slow, cautious steps.
The mouth of the cave was like a the giant maw of an animal, gaping wide and hungry.
And inside, it looked like the innards of one, with a valted ceiling and rib like recesses.
She hugged her book tighter as she moved forward, but when her foot caught against a rock and she almost tripped over it, the noise she made echoed softly into the cave, a thousand times over.
She raised her head, listening curiously to the sound in wonder, but after listening, her ears strained at another sound, and when she turned towards it, a massive, black cloud of bats came flying towards her.
Her mouth fell open as she let out a scream and the swarm was around her, frantically flying through the cave and out the expansive mouth of the cave and into the grey-darkening clouds of the second on coming storm...
As soon as the bats had gone, Eve remained, crouched against the cave floor and slowly peered out over her shoulder, looking back towards the rocky beach where she heard another crack of thunder that made her jump on her feet and back away. Again, she hugged the book tighter and turned to look inside the cave. Shallow waters foamed in from the sea, and she followed them curiously and studied the rocks. She hoped no more of those creatures might come back, but at least it seemed they had been harmless.
She must've startled them.
So she pressed on.