Wheeling Gull Isle All this sand but only one grain changed me

It was hard to talk about, losing a pack. She nodded, feeling much the same about it. At least Hua gave them a purpose, a way to carry on and leave the burden of failure behind. 

How do you know her? Maegi asked, then added, Or were you familiar with the island first? I stayed here as a child, when it was still called Undersea.

Coelacanth had provided many a lost soul refuge, after all. Mal may well be one of those souls. She arched her back slightly, stretching, relieving (at least momentarily) the constant tug of her growing belly on her spine. She'd have to lie down soon, but for now, she waited for Mal's response, eyes kind but intent.