we'll all be well tonight

The stillness that seemed to fall after the raid, when Ethne realised all hopes of getting their chickens back was lost and the outcome of their giving it their all was settled, was refreshing. The chill of the Autumn air was a pleasant change from the beating heat of winter and a familiar urge came over Modesty that she wasn't quite sure she wanted to indulge. So she busied herself instead. She wasn't unfamilar with the beaches of the island, but the center of it? Well she hadn't really given it much thought. The thick stand of trees away from the resort was clearly snake and big cat infested and she didn't feel like there was much for her within its depths. Now that they had goats, walking tracks were beginning to emerge, winding their way through the bending palm and swaying coconut trees. Perhaps they could put this area to some use too?

“Speech.”