"Where are we going?" August whispered, a soft smile spreading across her face at the peace that pervaded her. Walking through Graeme's forest, following this crow, watching as the forest's energies and auras glided around her—it all felt comforting and right.
They were walking in a different direction than when she and Graeme had gotten pizza. This was not a direction she had gone before, she was sure of it. The forest wasn't as dense, and the crow had taken flight low amongst the trees, weaving in and out before returning to soar in front of her.
