The Disappearing Act || Open
The salty wind rushing past, the sun blaring down relentlessly, subtle shimmers of something swimming beneath the water; Skyler couldn’t have wished for a more perfect day. He sped through the water, steering his dinghy with the expertise of an overeager apprentice. He jumped over the rolling waves and crashed back down into the water, giving a small “whoop!” every time. Days earlier, it had been too stormy for Mr. Altaz to happily lend him the boat but finally the water was calm enough. Of course this was no joy ride, he was on a mission to gather supplies from town which, according to the young wizard, needed to be done fast. At least that’s how he justified it as he leapt over another wave.
Soon enough, he came close to the docks he had become so accustomed to in these past six months and tied up the boat. Picking up his mostly empty backpack, he climbed out of the boat and strolled down towards the town centre. His mission was one of utmost importance, gathering food and drink supplies for an epic movie night on the beach. Mr. Altaz said he got stuff already but that guy’s idea of a delicious snack is dried seaweed and tiny fish. Skyler had learnt from previous occasions not to trust his employer’s taste in food. He headed to the Sunday markets and picked up a few homemade lollies and specialty drinks before going into the regular stores to get the staples, party pies and jelly beans.
With his backpack filled beyond it’s max, Skyler cheerfully trekked back down to the docks. He whistled in appreciation of some of the larger yachts that must’ve come in while he was in town. When he came up to where he normally tied up his boat, he found that it wasn’t there. Figuring he must’ve parked somewhere else, he walked up and down the other jetties. He waved to the other sailors, chatted with some children playing, and petted some wandering cats while he looked. But still he couldn’t find it. Now he began to worry somewhat.
He went back to his usual docking place and found the rope tied to the post led straight down into the water. Dreading the worst, he pulled at the rope and quickly realised it wouldn’t budge. This wasn’t good. He looked around for someone nearby.
“Hey, uh... You wouldn’t happen to know where my boat has gone, would you?”














