The sun god smiled down, for like the puppeteer, all was as he planned and controlled.
The man with the hideous face stole a look from the mouth of his cave but could see little. Scaling the face of the cliff carefully so as to not attract attention to himself, he crept through the boulders on the shore towards the source of the starnge and beautiful sound.
At last the source came into view and down along the beach he spied a small and pretty woman gathering crabs from traps in the shallows humming as she worked. The man was flooded with emotions that he did not understand. He was overcome with the memory of his mother who was the only human being who never screamed at the sight of him and yet there was more. There was something about her beauty that drew him. There was a softness in the melody she hummed that made him feel a warmth that he had never experienced and he knew without comprehending the experience that he would lay down his life for this human being as he would not other and he spent the day in simple observation of the tiny beautiful woman.
He saw her build a fire and cook the crabs and he became aware of the small shack that was built of drift wood at the edge of the sand, just before the trees. And from within the shack there came coughing and following in the shadows the hideous faced man in the mask peekied into a window and saw and old man and watched as the young and pretty woman fed the old man, her father, the crabs she cooked while she herself went without.
The man in the masked was so moved and he ran into the trees and he collected fruits and nuts. And that night he piled them outside the shack for the woman. Then he dove into the sea and gathered her fish and turtles and these too he left just outside the shack where they could not be missed. And the next morning the young and pretty woman found them and, though she was apprehensive, she was thankful to her invisible benefactor. And this went on for many days and sometime the man would draw pictures in the sand for her amusement and entertainment. One such morning the young and pretty woman giggled at the drawings and the man with the hideous face was moved for he had never heard such a sound and it was to his heart like the tinkling of rain to those who lived in the desert.
But the man's desire to hear this particular music almost became both his and the woman's undoing. So intent to bemuse her, the man spent so long one night drawing in the sand, that it was well past morning when he broke the surface with the fish and turtles he caught for the small and pretty woman. And so focused on her was the hideously ugly man behind the silver mask, that he didn't realize that pirates were following him. Using their own magician, the pirates were able to follow his gaze and find the shore and the small and pretty woman.
