Wheeling Gull Isle solitude

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heda led the way across pale golden sand, the red arch to their right and the great pair of rocks to their left.
"after we split up, i went to confront mahler. the one who took care of you. well. he was my adoptive dad and i guess he just — abandoned the rest of my family."
it no longer hurt to recount this.
"i never went home after that. i briefly talked to ensio about getting out, but. he didn't go with me. and then i met bartholomew. he taught me how not to be so angry. how to talk about it. how to let it go."
"this has been home since two springs ago." the greenhills loomed ahead. "we were once something, briefly. we lost too many. i decided i wasn't leaving. bartholomew decided to stay with me. there's one other. not sure if we're going to rebuild, but either way, this is where i know i belong."
married. marriage. husbands. wives. her cheeks burned. "where have you been, anyway?"