Wheeling Gull Isle Some feathers I stole from the birds

He was the last to be pulled from the catacomb of his mother's womb, cold and unmoving.  As life had slipped from his mother he'd begun to follow, but Maegi's tender touch coaxed him back to life.  In an instant, his small limbs were forced away from his body, impossibly tiny toes splayed in defiance of the unprotected air around him.  His mouth parted as he went to let out a scream, but only coughed up fluid from his lungs.  Once it was finished he began to squall, and was quickly tended to by the pale savior.