Another tree creaked ominously above them, this one set to fall directly on them all if it should give way. Nedra hurried to try completing the structure, feeling August's intention fueling her own and speeding the process along. They were going to do this. It was going to be okay.
"What can I do?" Seth asked, his voice strained as he watched Nedra's body starting to shake with the effort of all that she was holding. It was painful to watch, and he ached to help her in some way.
"Go!" She yelled. Why was he still here? Why was he edging into her concentration, reminding her that he was here and in danger, one mistake away from becoming a corpse like poor Brandt?
