Sirius and Serenity passed through the halls like two gently flowing streams in a forest. They passed by several groups of workers and a cart laden down with food supplies that were being taken to the kitchen. But they did not let anything distract them. The pair could feel Chel calling for them, even though she wasn’t aware she was.
The pair of dice came to an empty hallway and passed down it with purpose. Their long curved nails clicked lightly on the newly laid wooden floor. Near the end of the hall, there was a large open balcony that faced the beach. The salty breeze coming off the sea brought the smell of the nearby trees with it and it wasn’t an unpleasant scent. This was a good place to sit and think.
Sirius and Serenity paused at the open door, their arrival hidden behind the rhythmic rolling of incoming waves and the rustle of leaves from the trees below the balcony. Chel was sitting in a corner of the balcony, out of sight unless you were standing by the sliding glass doors. Serenity arced her neck around the door and took a moment longer.
Chel was sitting with her arms folded tightly across her stomach, knees tucked up close so that her forehead was resting on them. Serenity could tell she had been crying and likely still was. Everything Serenity was reading off of Chel told her how overwhelmed she was and how much she didn’t want to be where she was. At the same time, there was a sense of obligation, resignation, and a heart on the verge of breaking.