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They’d been ordered to a location away from town, some residence on the beach where they were less likely to disturb the island. In other words: Where Arlo was less like to remember they were there.
The inconvenience annoyed Hamal, but Dee was too busy suppressing her inner-demon to worry about it. She didn’t have the energy to form opinions about what was going on outside her thoughts.
So, while her Soldiers scrambled to secure their new living situation, Dee was locked in her head.
Seated on a cushion, she anchored herself to stillness. Anchored herself to the sensation of being rooted to the earth through the softness of the pillow. Focused on centering herself so the beast could not escape while she allowed her center to scatter.
Incrementally, her senses moved beyond this anch
