Wheeling Gull Isle every new moon day, you hold me too tight

we can keep this thread short if you want since not much is happening?

Once she reaches the point where the sand is as dry as Egypt and shells have been washed up in a line, she stops. Here was the highest spot of the tide, and so just a few feet beyond, she marks a border. Moving down the line like this, marking every few yards. Huā is careful not to stray too far from her sister, and keeps her twin in sight out the corner of her eye.