10. The Island of Storms

As they were led deeper into the island, Ro and Ru became painfully aware of just how hostile the place truly was.

Ro and Ru are caught between a growing Darkness and the Island itself, trying to stop it.
When the Island asks for help, they panic.
What can children do to save the Wild Lands?
…especially when they're only four inches tall?

The Underlings is a new fantasy adventure for children and their parents.

Make sure to tell a friend!

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Hello reader!

Good to see you again. I have a lot to tell you!

Hmmm, is that…popcorn I smell?

mmMMMMmmm….smells WONDerful.

No time for that now, though. We have a situation with Ro and Ru!

The Skimmer Island. 

It's a jagged rock rising out of the churning sea, where storms come as frequently as the tides, as the wind—oh, that wind—it’s as if it carries secrets on its back, whispering to whoever dares to listen. 

Ro and Ru have found themselves trapped here, and if they thought the sky and sea were unforgiving, well... they're in for quite the surprise. 

But don’t worry, dear reader, we’ll stick close by and see what they discover together.

The ground beneath their feet was uneven and sharp, forcing Ro and Ru to step carefully as they trudged along. 

They followed the group of Skimmers, who offered no help or sympathy. In fact, they didn't offer anything at all. 

Jagged cliffs loomed overhead, and the sea below roared like an angry beast, crashing against the rocky shores, spraying them with salty mist. The children soon noticed that the air here felt different.

It was heavier, colder, and thick with the scent of seaweed and salt.

A sudden gust of wind tore through the air, almost knocking Ru off her feet. She stumbled, her small frame no match for the wild winds that whipped across the island. Ro lunged forward, grabbing her arm just in time, his fingers tightening as he pulled her back from the edge of a steep drop.

“Careful,” Ro muttered, his voice low, though he shot her a reassuring glance. “This place is dangerous.”

“Well, duh,” Ru replied, her voice strained but with a small smile of gratitude. “The wind here feels like it has claws. Like it’s trying to tear us off the ground.”