Blessed be modern technology and praise the day when humans learnt how to put satellites in Earth's orbit. If not for these and the GPS on my phone, I'd never find the way back to the camp, even if it turned out to be just ten minutes of walking away.
Ten minutes was more than enough time to get lost in a forest without a map.
With the fern flower safe in my pocket—I was afraid I would crush it, but the red petals turned out to be resilient like rubber—I returned to the camp just in time to see the sky brighten with the pre-dawn light. The celebrations winded down by now, though there was still enough going on.
Even after I left the company of spirits, my imagination kept offering me ideas for the creatures that could be hiding in the dark. Any rustle felt sinister, but now, with the sound of merry songs on the air, I felt my tense shoulders relaxing.
