Wheeling Gull Isle kiyozite

mireille was as polite as he anticipated from her always. wild, but kind.

then her brother sputtered words that gave him a wide-eyed pause. he had been called plenty of things in his life, but never before had he carried the mantle of sea monster.

you must tell the story of such a thing to us. he invited the boy, instead of taking too much offense. children were honest at best and horribly blunt at worst.

and you, he swung his focus back upon the young woman. must share how you know heda! i have only briefly met those she knows from elsewhere.

his voice was warm and he meant to guide the two of them further inland.