the center of the fillers

Theo and Orion walk back to their room. It's been a long day with so much information to be taken in and processed.

Like the fact their bond was as strong as it is because he's meant to be her anchor here in this world.

Being the physical vessel of another world is a lot to be told in one after noon.

And what about the entity the made more malcontent and malice intent. A being made up of entirely negative emotions and thoughts? How is that possible? What could that even look like? So many questions running through their minds. They walked in silence just kind of taking it all in. Neither having had time to process the events of today let alone the past week. It was soothing for them both to hear no one but themselves thinking.

When they enter the room Marcy had the fire stoked. She places cookies and milk on the table next to her bed and two glasses of water.

Theo tells Orion he has to write to his father what he can about their plans and the wedding information and to head to the shower with out him.

She takes this opportunity to just be alone. To breathe and maybe not think for a bit. The hot water pouring from the ceiling over her body. She sat under it her eyes closed and her legs crossed as she meditated. For the first time in years she meditated. Placing the back of her hands on her knees she focused on freeing her mind and breathing. She needed to find her center again. Realign herself. Minutes go by and she finds the space inside her mind. Her space is peaceful. A single purple faery blossom tree. The bark strong and grey and the leaves white with purple flowers shaped like dancing faeries the tree sat on a little island with soft clovers covering the ground. The tree had a single swing on its branch. Surrounded by a lake with the clearest of blue water. Her minds eye was beautiful. She went to swing and started to hum. The peace that laid in here was exactly what she needed right now.

She sat in the shower for over an hour when Theo came in to find her glowing purple again. But this was a different purple it was a soft lavender with a little bit of pink weaving through it. Concerned he reached out to her

T: Orion are you there?

Nothing

T: Orion?

A little more concerned with her not responding, but feeling a bit relieved to see her aura and body look relaxed. H takes off his clothes and puts on a robe and steps into the shower with her. Her shower was made of stone. Water fell like rain from the ceiling. He sat next to her a tried touching the mark on her palm with his.

Then he was sucked into her minds eye.