Wheeling Gull Isle parted seas

she was attentive and for once he missed whatever she may have made of the place. instead he admired her willingness to plunge into the depths.

the cavern a welcomed break for the summer sun, as the sound of water lapping at stone lulled his mind.

for a time, he confessed softly. voices traveled easy in here and he remembered a time where he confined himself to the dark. so ashamed of his sins.

now he wished to rebuild from all of that.

i will likely stay out in the open now, but this place still remains a favorite.