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Date Posted: 23:54:06 04/01/05 Fri
From what the Captain of my ship told me, I was born far away in another land across the sea. My parents died in the plague that swept across it. After a season of the terrible sickness, many creatures got together to sail away to the legendary land of Mossflower. There were ten ships and they called the fleet the Seymoran. There were at least 1000 beasties with us, and the journey took eight seasons. Because of my keen eyesight, I was made a lookout when I was very young, 6 seasons old. Yes, my eyes were that good. All the lookouts were buddies, but my best friends were Faleena the hare, Icera the otter, and especially Sandy the squirrel. When we landed on Mossflower’s shores, the older beasties burned the ships, because they were the only ships tough enough to make the journey, made from special wood found only in the Old Country. They just didn’t want anyone to ever go back there. Then the Admiral gave us a long lecture about why we should never tell anybody about the Seymoran, but we already understood the risks. If anybeast knew that there was a land across the sea, everybeast would want to go there, and we couldn’t let anyone die the way my parents and the other beasties there died. Everyone, even the babies, was given a special whistle made from a special mineral. They told us that if anyone was in trouble, to blow the whistle. The longer the whistle was blown, the louder it was, and the more Seymoran beasties would hear it. The more trouble you were in, the longer you blew the whistle. Then we all went our separate ways. Faleena joined the Long Patrol, Icera hooked up with an otter holt, and Sandy, well, you never know about Sandy. They were old enough to go their own way, but all the young ones, including me, were taken to Redwall.
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