Wheeling Gull Isle a fájdalom a harag

a twisted smile appeared upon erzsébet's muzzle as sadie inquired as to her beginnings. "i am very foreign," she laughed, her heart somewhat lighter. "i come from a place in the mountains -- i had never been upon the sands until i came here." she was suddenly quite thankful for sadie in this moments, though her mouth would remain firmly closed upon the actuality of how she had come to be in the pained predicament.

"from where did you come, sadie?" erzsébet queried in her heavy tones, shifting with a small wince.