Poor Gentoe... You left the one place you and your family was safe from the pain's of life, and force them to chase you into the abyss, in the form of a massive storm across the great ocean.

Now separated from his family, as the rest was to each other, for the first time in his short existence he was completely alone. He was afraid now, afraid he and the others, were going to die out here.


(I just started writing part Seven, which i had put off for drawing this for the start of the second haft of An Darjeet Story.

Darjeet's Of Araqurin- A Brave New World.

This scene is a glimpse of what will befall Gentoe at the end of part seven.)