Wheeling Gull Isle somewhere only we know

they walked, and heda did not see fit to speak until they had reached the top. here the wind played at them both, and she turned to look at kacia. the sea glittered in dark beauty in all directions. from here the forests could be seen, the tidepools, the bare beach, the arch.
and the lavender field.
her heart beat. "i'm up here all the time. just — watching." heda sat and kept her eyes upon the ocean.