Chapter 15

• Bree found it harder to locate a spot that served her needs this time. A new village, about the size of the one she left, with a grand forest that needed tending. It used to be easy, the elements always guided her towards the next place she would reside. Granted this time she relocated before her work was done, but it was not as if it was that far from completion as well.
• She was sleeping in improvised shelters for the past couple of days, and her patience was beginning to fade. The day before, she thought the air finally decided to help her, directing her with soft blows towards a new path on the forest. She walked almost an entire day with the distinctive wooziness that was the air’s signature and it was exhausting, but she deemed it worthy if it meant finding her new home.
• When she recognized the first line of trees from the woodlands she called home for the last five years, she cursed him with all her might and thought of every possible punishment for his inexcusable behavior. Evidently, there was nothing she could do except shut him down for the next couple of days. He was the most sensitive one and she could hear him howling through the trees once he realized she was mad.