Wheeling Gull Isle runaway now and forevermore

Her children have taken to the island and the island to them in a way that mystified her. Perhaps she had never been meant to take them from one another - but she had done it and she was only partially responsible for reuniting them. When she heard Stockholm lift his deep voice Hemlock turned to her children with a gentle smile. "Your first pack howl..." Hemlock's voice joined that of the council - encouraging and guiding her children until she tapered off her own eloquent song to hear the rich tones of her son and daughter.

home. It was not Lotte's touch but it would do, it was not their valley and Palisander's smile, it was not the tempered flame of Arturo's gaze, it was not the pile of warmth as Ceallach and Eirlys and Tapat cuddled together beneath the trees. But it was home all the same.