Before long, Atlas and Immi got used to living and hiding in Alana's place. They went outside a lot, spied on the neighbors (though that wasn't much fun, considering they lived pretty boring lives), and had a decent time.
Alana started to feel guilty as the days wore on, yet everything was well between the threesome. Immi had just been rescued from the previous house and was currently hiding in a new one. But the difference was that her old house was luxurious and comfortable, and the new one was dirty and ragged. So it was a downgrade.
She made it her best effort to go outside as much as possible with them because at least on her property Immi wasn't isolated from other people. She had much more freedom than she had ever had before.
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Exile
FantasyI wrote a "book" with some old friends, starting in 7th grade and completing it in 8th. It tells the tales of an exiled girl on a mission to overthrow a horrid tyrant, with accomplices, situationships, and an enemy who may not be what people think.
