Chapter 127 Lines In The Sands

• Lena’s POV
• Thick with shadows and secret whispers, the forest spreads ceaselessly about here. Every twig snap underfoot causes me to shudder down my back. Adam's escape still weighs fresh, and the strain spun into every one of us like too tightly pulled threads. The possibilities of where he's gone, what he's plotting, and who he could damage next flash across my head.
• Usually more active, the group is lost in their own ideas. With stiff shoulders and eyes searching the road like he expects Adam to jump from the shadows at any minute, Daniel walks ahead. I have seen him carry so much and seen him attribute blame for every setback. He seems to be persuaded that every setback reduces his value. Though the words don't come, I want to say anything to calm his worries. Rather, I find myself falling into step with him and allowing my presence to speak for itself.