Wheeling Gull Isle [m] haiplana

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she counted their names in her head. mahler appeared through grey misting as malakai dragged her through the emerald grass and —
sequoia's mournful voice echoed through her psyche. witch's laughter. druid's tears.
oh, druid!
wherever i go next, i will find you, skaigona promised to no one.
chasm loomed; death gleamed;
last breath existent as malakai exhumed his father's grave and dumped her limply into interment.
into your care,
i will find you, druid.
heda?
i commit my spirit
"caracal?"
dirt, the last taste as she died heda redhawk in the splendor of her final home.