Time on the island passed quickly; it seemed like only a few blinks of an eye before the sky dimmed and the star-studded night easily enveloped the island, making the already ominous daytime environment even gloomier.
Alagina and Pahetz hadn't found any meat on the island, but there was an abundance of fruit on the trees; they had gathered enough to fill about five or six boats, which should suffice until the Iceberg Queen reached the next supply point.
As for meat, they could only fish in the sea. It was said that the Iceberg Queen had fishing nets, so tomorrow when it was light, Fisher would go and fish.
The Lion-man Species Philis had worked tirelessly half the day, retrieving a hoard of treasures on the beach behind her, while Pahetz and the others occasionally brought some to add to the pile as a gesture of absolute fairness, not hiding any treasures, waiting to share them when they were done.
