Wynde had not seen this island before. Normally the mists were near strangling here. He had every intention to sail right past, but what was that on the shore? It sparkles and glimmers as the sea itself. What could it be?

What is he doing up there again? thought Eríol. The captain will be most displeased to discover him dreaming again. Perhaps I shall awaken him to reality again. A giant bird is suddenly seen flying toward the ship. The crew panics.

As the helmsman, Wynde had duties to attend to, but he could not pull his eyes from the shore. "I'll have to ask the captain about this," he spoke aloud. The captain was interested in rare items. I wonder...

A`mtyo yawned, bored and tired. Gee, this is boring, he thought as he looked around on his bird. "Whoa!" he said suddenly, as his giant bird dived down near a ship. "No, stop!" A`mtro yelled, pulling on the bird. A`mtro sighed. Wait, what was that? I could have sworn there was something down there! He dived down to the beach.