Wheeling Gull Isle Ormai troppo lontano

skippable until near enough to interact :)

he haunted the island.

a willowy man who lingered in the shade of the cross. the rising sun made the cold sea air tolerable enough for him to drift to the fringes of the island.

figures on the horizon blocked his path to the mainland, but he saw this for what it was.

opportunity.

so he would await them, heart full of the strength given to him from none other than God. these strangers would be welcomed with opened arms when they arrived.