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Suzu did not often stray from the shadow of one of her family members. Even while she was some distance back, she stalked her brother down to the beach, moving slowly and carefully as the gulls wheeled overhead. Their cries were discomforting, even though they were almost always ever-present. 

Curiosity led her to follow Étienne, but she was a timid, shy child who did not want to grab attention. She was content to trail along, unnoticed and quiet, like a memory. 

She watched from behind a shock of sea grass on the dunes as her brother meandered along, faintly catching a note or two of his tune over the sound of the wind. It was only when his voice lifted in a shriek that she stiffened and lifted her head to look in horror, as something now dangled from his face.

She froze- unable to move, call for help or help her brother. Once she unlocked her joints, she hunkered down into the sand, and started to try and dig herself a little hole to hide in, trying to block out the agonized yowls of her brother.