Chapter 2 The Island of Rusk

Harley woke with a start as Finn gently nudged her in the ribs with his thin elbow. Harley sat up wondering what had happened to make her brother look so much more traumatised than usual, then she saw them, Celeste towering over Finn and herself with a faraway look in their eyes. Celeste’s eyes simmered a deep cyan with flecks of Rose-gold, dark curly brown hair was woven with gold string and daisies to create a beautiful but complex French Braid.

Slowly, Harley and Finn began to get up entranced by the spell of Celeste’s natural beauty. The two children did not know that where they had landed and who they just met had changed their lives forever…  

Finn gazed around at the beautiful landscape in front of him, to his left tall, majestic trees waltzed in the warm breeze, ahead the ocean was dressed in a deep china blue cloak with gold rhinestones dotted on the water like stars in a midnight sky, flicked on to a hopeful canvas with no care at all, suddenly, a pitch-black slinky like creature pranced up to Celeste and leaped onto her shoulder like a cat with extreme elegance. This… this was paradise.