Wheeling Gull Isle you're a child, not a man

she came into the world with two there before her already. quiet, unreactive, she was placed beside the other two, soon joined by a little fourth. she felt little emotion about the change. the world before had been alright, this one was alright too, neither better nor worse. she was still surrounded by too many others- but she had milk now, and she was content. nüwu suckled away quietly into peaceful oblivion.