Wheeling Gull Isle parted seas

he hoped he had not startled her so badly, but she did not flee. she could have. easily. gone back to her home with her restless soul.

he hoped she would at least stay to rest a night.

come on then, he lightened for her sake. he would set off at a gentle jog with hopes she'd find her way again with the movement.

trees were sparse on the hill, but if there was indeed a storm brewing somewhere, they would have cover from the worst of it. she could hide among the trees or rolling hill. she could dance through the island as she pleased.

he wished to only provide a safe haven until her soul felt peace.

you will always be welcomed, as long as i stand here.

if she returned home and found herself yearning for a place away again.