Paula looks at the shores of the vast ocean that surrounds her. She lashes her whip, which creates waves in the ocean. Paul looked at the glowing sun and checked whether his shield was as good as it was. John, on the other hand, was looking back.
“You know, John, we have been waiting for days and no sign of Roto.” Paula, perplexed.
“Perhaps you could have been misled.”
“Well, the bald man did warn us.”
“Why would he be here, first of all, Paul?”
“The bald man said he saved us from the perils outside.”
“You know the Jawadi sea told me I would get a clue here.”
“Clue?”
“Well, he did say something to show away.”
“You said you were there. How?”
“The sea told me. Don’t you remember how you got here at the shore?”
“Well, we remember drowning, and I woke Paula up.”
“The sea told me Pa
