Wheeling Gull Isle slender capes of red and chrome.

can be a RO, or a thread. backdated to when it first becomes apparent abel is missing :o

he was not in the den.

ava nosed the cold furs, the particles of his scent faded. she tried to find him, to bring him to ana - to show him what had happened -- but he was gone.

the sun set behind the western rim of the sea. spears of dark red rippled across the water.

dinner passed, and still abel did not return home.

by now the voices of sweetharbor rose over the glinting bay. abel! they called out into the darkness. abel, abel elam! their impatient voices turned to worry.

ava walked among them dumbly.

the moon's ivory face shimmered in the black waters of the ocean. from here, ava thought she saw the faintest glint from the mainland. when she turned to focus on it, it was gone in a blurry streak that seemed to fade across the horizon.

where are you, brother?