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"Sit down Othello! Have some lemonade!" said Kayla, gesturing towards the pitcher and cups on the table.

"Thanks!" said Othello as he poured himself a glass of his favorite beverage. "Are you excited for tomorrow?"

"Yeah... to be honest, I"m really nervous. But it makes me feel better that you're coming with me, Othello"

"Oh... thanks." he replied quietly with a sheepish shrug of his shoulders. Kayla noticed his embarrassed expression, smiled, and returned to the work at her loom.

"Are you packed yet?" Kayla asked, assuming a motherly role as she often did with Othello.

"Ah, no I'm not." he answered, setting down his empty glass. "I need to go finish. Bye!"

"Bye! See you tomorrow!" shouted Kayla after Othello, who was running out the door.

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Othello looked at his partially filled trunk, and then stared at all his equipment that still needed to be packed. He remobed everything from the trunk and started over. Folding his clothes neatly, he was able to leave enough room for his armor, boots, weapon, and other travelling gear. After setting aside the clothes he would wear in the morning, Othello placed everything into the trunk, and he closed it with a sigh of satisfaction. Deanna then called him downstairs for dinner, his last one with his family.

After dinner, Othello played games with his family until his sisters' bedtime. When his parents told him to go to bed too, Othello was suprised! But he knew he had to get up early the next morning, so he did not argue. Othello changed into his pajamas, and went to bed.

However, excitement and nervousness did not allow him to fall asleep. After restlessly tossing and turning in his bed for a few hours, Othello decided the best thing to do would be to get some fresh air. So he threw on his jacket and shoes, snuck out of the house, and headed up to the overlook.

When he got there, Othello sat down and gazed at the stars, almost infinate. He also looked at the never-ending black sea, wondering what other lands may be out there, far beyond the protection of the crystal. Looking at this awesom panorama, Othello began to feel calm and less anxious about his journey to come. His worries were fading away withe the amazing sight he was beholding. And then he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"You couldn't sleep either, huh?" asked a soft sweet voice. "I thought you might be out here..."

Othello hung his head in shame as he replied, "Oh Kayla, I'm so nervous! What if we get hurt? What if we don't make it back in time? What if we die? What if..."

"Stop! You know better then that! Stop scaring yourself. Everything's going to be okay."

Kayla's smooth voice calmed Othello's nerves and soothed his running mind. But both his heart and mind started to race when he felt both her hands, one on each of his shoulders. Although you could not see it because of the night, Othello's face turned to a deep shade of crimson as Kayla sild down and leaned herself on his back, her arms around his neck. Othello could feel the softness and delicacy of her body, something he had never experianced before.

Othello forced the words out of his mouth. "A... A... Are you sure? How can you be sure?"

"Because you'll be there." said Kayla as she squeezed him tightly and layed down. "I know that you'll always be right at my side and protect me."

At this, Othello was left speechless. With Kayla lying right beside him, still clutching him tightly, Othello could not think straight, mess less think at all.

They both lay there, looking upwards at the stars, not saying a word. Eventually they fell asleep in eachother's arms, holding the other's body close for warmth, and for a companion through the night.

((How was that?))