Wheeling Gull Isle parted seas

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it was not like anything she had experienced before.
the only thing heda had to compare with the sea was remembering the endless herds of caribou the winter before. but this was unfathomable. several times she lagged behind to simply stare in pensive quiet at the vastness of the waters.
heda had not believed bartholomew when the man told her that the waters would part and they would walk upon land. she scarcely breathed as the ocean receded and there was indeed a trail of sand.
unthinking she pressed close, breath harrowed and golden eyes wide with the surprise of a young hawk. she was still there when bartholomew looked around for her: close behind his haunch and glowering at some unseen thing she was sure had followed them over.