2.86 Real Magic

The sun was pouring through the sheers when Mina awoke the next day, it was a promising sign. She hurried to the window to look outside, her heart leapt with joy when she spotted the bright blue sails of Vikkar's ship, already sailing into the bay of Mu.

         It was a busy morning in the seaside town. One by one the party crashers gathered on the docks, dressed in their finest performance costumes and bearing either a keg of wine, a musical instrument, a basket of food or a small child, excited by the challenge of luring their estranged and enslaved families from their loveless lives. The energy was electric, it was an amazing sight to behold as the plan came together in such a festive and radiant way.
         But feelings of joy and hope weren't pure, they were tarnished with fear and doubt too. Zara still had real concerns about the trip, she knew Atalon's rage could be dangerous when triggered unexpectedly, they were taking a huge and dangerous risk. Neter seemed confident they could pull it off, as he lead the Unicorn up the ramp onto the ship's deck, she could almost see the horn glow, faintly it began to appear the farther he led the animal away.

         The ship sailing out of the harbor was a magical sight to behold. Vikkar's grey and grubby old gravel ship had been completely transformed, it looked like a carnival ship now, loaded with love and promise of a good time.

         And as the ship sailed away, the voyagers broke out into an old Origian Revolution Song, filling the bay of Mu with the magical vibrations of their music and love as they sailed off to free the souls of the Atlan Empire.

         Zara chuckled to herself, knowing now. Magic was real!