Wheeling Gull Isle wanderer, what are you searching for?

his breath left him in a sob, as she echoed his friend's name. "nando," he repeated, looking down and squeezing his eyes shut. the tawny male's face appeared in front of him, slightly blurry, as if seen underwater. not drowned, though, but happy. . . smiling. "my. . .friend."

the woman rose to her feet, and aditya blinked at her, suddenly unsure. where was she taking him? was it safe? did she have nando?

"please. . ." adi croaked, not exactly sure what he was pleading for. "where. . .where is here?" despite his poor physical conditions, the synapses in his brain were beginning to fire once more, and he started to make sense of it all. he had washed ashore, here. last time he had been fully conscious, he had clung to a slippery cliff, the wind buffeting him from all sides.

"seelie," he said. he looked around. "this. . .is seelie?" his golden eyes returned to her own blue pair. "or are you. . .seelie?"