Wheeling Gull Isle my husband is at war,

nicknames only between the two, a warmth to her heart. she wished to remain that way.

"to explain hercules," the siren motioned upwards, as she gazed to the clouds, "he cannot be seen," as the rain twinkled to her slim body, "a hero in stars. huo wished to know, what 'hero' was."

she deemed appropriate to display his father, as a hero. she remembered wishing her own parents were heroes, but they never did save her from her own nightmares. perhaps huo, could look at his own father the way she wished she had one.