Moving On...

Although I had outmaneuvered the Cyclops and escaped from his clutches, I was now completely lost. I was sailing along across the open ocean in my small raft with dwindling food supplies and no idea where I was or where I was headed. A worthy sacrifice for an actual picture of the Cyclops! I will probably include that picture in my last entry. No time for it now.
Lucky for me, I soon landed on another island. This island looked even bigger than the Cyclops' from the outside, and more lacking in angry one-eyed giants. As soon as I landed, the first thing I did was, obviously, to look for more food. There didn't seem to be any signs of civilization on this island, so I couldn't ask natives for directions. I soon found an abundance of fruit trees, and brought as much fruit as I could carry back to my raft. However, when I got back to my raft, I found someone waiting for me.