Wheeling Gull Isle So then, let us rid ourselves of everything

Chucks!!

No one stayed in the island of the lost.

For every soul that met eyes with them, another left.

Gone again.

Gone once more.

Gone.

Nakano searched for @Malakai until he was settled at his side. It was them. Though, he knew what he had in him to be true- family, they grew hungrier. They grew colder. They grew more isolated. They grew more alone.

Something had to change.

"Malakai," in his voice, a greeting. "I want to talk to you about something." He'd wanted to for a long time. "I want to hear your voice on it. Your opinion." He may not like it.