Blackwater Islands the destroyer of nations

There was a soft sadness tinged in his words or so she felt. To hold vigil over that was what left. Yet it proved a strength of spirit too.

Thistle nodded. There's something about the sea. My dearheart, was a northern wolf, but he loved the sea. Never went far from it after coming here. I'll see hom again soon. 

A soft smile lit up her gaze. She shifted. Her body beginning to ache as it so often did.