Wheeling Gull Isle if you look away, the stars will know, and they will not be able to help you.

and yet the last-born girl was not.

as her mother's life faded so was life breathed into the girl, who, within her fast-cooling sac, stirred once. tethered still was she to her mother's still-warm body, knowing not of the events outside her slim awareness. she knew only that her lungs demanded air, and yet air she could not provide them.