Meanwhile, the deserted beach was not as deserted as it first appeared.  As the wave of magic that granted the pale woman's wish spread out, there was a soft rustling in the foliage beyond the soft sand.<br/><br/><em>Someone has come to the well.</em>The words weren't spoken, but the knowledge was in Gwyn's mind as surely as the knowledge of what foods were safe to eat and which animals on the island were dangerous.  As he emerged from dense brush into the dappled shadows at the edge of the beach, stray sunbeams caught glimmers off his fine scales.  At one point, he had worn long, skin-covering clothing, but over his time here, they had frayed and worn, and now included only a pair of jeans that ended in a shredded edge just below his knees and a pair of hand-made sandals.