I am ready to run but the wall is facing me. The purple egg simmers and I notice that it is covered in little bits of pink. But we are trapped. It’s only then Giggle talking, in a low, calming voice. “ It’s ok,”said Giggle, talking a brave step closer to the Catamander. I can hear Giggle is trying to sound calm and disguise her fear.
The Catamander halts and looks (with patience) at Giggle. It’s blue eyes are fixed on us (more than me the Catamander is interested) both. “We’re not to hurt you or your glowing egg,” Giggle holds out her arms with open hands to show we are on warning. They both sand and gazing at each other. The Catamander seems to be listening and quiet. It gives a low purr; it stoped getting ready to attack. I think, it seems. Giggle is talking to the Catamander and its working.
“ We are leaving now, “ says Giggle, stepping to one side and together we walk past the catamander. Its eyes hold mine and in them I see waves the life of the ocean. It bows its head, she sheaves its claws and steps back as we pass by, safe at last.
Outside, I take a deep breath and exhale with relief. Inside, we can hear the Catamander shuffle towards its nest and the sound of it waiting for it to hatch.
The sea mist has vanished. A bright moon eyes the sea and stars flood the dark sky, their reflection speckles along the sea. All is cal. We went back to the hotel. No one should find the Catamander and her glowing egg. Giggle talks rapidly about how to keep them (the catamander and her egg) safe. She is full of ideas- pretending there has been a ghost haunting the hospital so the council will put more signs up so no one will go there. I listen as she speaks at a mile per hour, her face determined and forceful.
By the time we are walking through the awakening town. The sun edges over the calm sea. It sends forth shadows across the sands. Suzy is putting out new deck chairs as if it might be a lucky day. She waves at us with a cheesy grin. Mif Corner Cafe is opening up so that means he is up and running. By the time we get home the cars are moving in a hurry.
I fumble with the keys and shove the door open. Inside it is cold and quiet, but it will be swarming with people later.bAs i open the lost and founder station, my mind races. Will the catamander’s egg hatch safely? Will we be able to keep the mum and baby catamander safe from prying eyes?
Giggle wanders over to the windowsill . I stand by her as she gazes out of the hospital. She found something that glowed deep purple. It had pink on it. We look at each other, thinking the same thought.
All day, Giggle has her head in her books, ancient logs and legends. In a leather-bound book, volume 2, she finds a captain’s log written in 1841. It is a fishing vessel that netted, what the fishermen believed, a beautiful, smooth rock that glowed purple with pink on it. They kept the find but that night, the rock shattered and the captain told the story of how the ship was visited by the catamander. They managed to capture it and throw it into the sea. But ever since then, the fisherman have an unspoken mission to find and murder any type of mander they capture.
That evening we talk. Our adventure isnt over It has only just began.