Wheeling Gull Isle paperback dreams in their deep dose,

it would take ava hours to come out of shock. 

she scarcely registered the howl that spilled from her father’s lips. heda came almost immediately, she was regarded in that distant way, as if ava was peering through glass. 

the adults around her spoke, shook, cried — but ava was dumb to them. she leaned against both parents, and when escorted back to the den, treated with whatever was at hand, it took her a long time to close her eyes;

for every time she did, all she saw was the harsh edge of a fin cutting through the water. 

last for me <3 since so much changed since this post i figure we could archive? feel free to pp me or just archive as is!