The Isolated Island (10)
They slowly made their way back to the pier, the ship had already left and even if anything were to happen on this island they could only struggle to survive until the ship arrives. If it even would.
The wooden pier was short, just several pieces of sea rotted wood erected a few feet above the waters, that would creak noisily along with the salty breeze.
The sun shone overhead and the sound of their shoes hitting the wood echoed in the silent shore. Chu Yi slowly came to the edge of the bridge, looked out at the sea, estimated the distance, and stood directly in the spot where the ladder had dropped down from the ship.
He quickly motioned to Ruan Quixi to follow his directions to make a few steps back. When he was sure of his guess, he trotted over and bent down to observe the bridge.