Wheeling Gull Isle and I got on my knees

The wetter of her ear had backed off for now, no doubt shaking in fear of Haoming's mighty cry. The spotted girl was suddenly free of the nuisance, and while she would grow to adore her sister, she was (for now at least) glad to be rid of her. So she curled back up, took a deep breath, and fell asleep. 

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