Chapter 78 Ancient Echoes

• Bobby's feet moved along the narrow trail without conscious direction, following instincts she couldn't name or explain. The path seemed more suited to animals than humans, winding through dense forest where ancient trees created a canopy so thick that sunlight filtered down in scattered golden beams.
• "Left here," she murmured at a fork in the trail, though there was no logical reason to choose that direction.
• Gideon paused behind her, studying the unmarked path with obvious concern. "You sure? That trail isn't on any map I know."