Wild Berry Meadow landslide

they'd lost track of each other, somewhere along the way. but as he turned back inland, finding himself too close to the calls of gulls. . .well, magnets always found their way back together, right? and so, it seemed, did old lovers.

dawn, he called out nonchalantly from a distance, but as he approached, he began to realize that something was quite wrong. she was trembling, staggering, and there was a look to her that suggested nothing good. he increased his pace, saying her name again, but louder, more insistent.

only until he was within striking distance did he really understand the gravity of the situation. you're sick, he assessed, or hurt. you need a medic. dawn, you need to rest. he cut himself off after that, fearing that he'd babble her to death if he didn't stop this instant.