Zelina headed out of the house and then towards the cliffs.<span style="color: #ff0000">"that is the beauty of living on an island."</span>she looked back at Rayne and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i would venture a guess and say she wanted to have one but never had the stability, resources or time."</span>she went to a spot where the cliff formed a natural corner and then she raised her hands, power rippling off her as she set to work warping the stone to carve out a workshop.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>