Wheeling Gull Isle what could go wrong?

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Some came from the dimness to join her, though she never stopped her song to greet any. Huā continued her melody into the fading night, basking in the pleasantness of the music that joined her, the songs of her people. Yuèlóng as a whole... it reminded her of the day they had been established as a home. And though few remained from that time, she knew times were always changing, and the future of the population here would always be unpredictable. It did not change her belief that she had successfully created a home here- and that harmony of voices only confirmed that further.