Wheeling Gull Isle belief

he laughed, warm and slightly humored.

the boy seemed to take well to things. making light of the dark. perhaps that was why he had found his way to sweetharbor. God's plan. regardless he welcomed the boy fully.

it does, doesn't it? his nostrils flared, soaking in the scents. we should figure a name for this northern point. i do not think many have visited here, if any.

there was hardly anything here besides the sea, anyway.