Wheeling Gull Isle here i see, here you see

huojin rested half-asleep between his mother’s legs, staring blankly toward the starry night sky. her - cu - les? he asked, 什么是英雄? the word sounded nice, smooth upon his tongue, making him curious to learn more about what it meant.

the silhouette of seagulls flying just above their island stole huojin’s attention for only a moment, before his focus shifted back to their constellation. it didn’t look like much of anything, but by ruó’s interest, he knew that it was something important.