Chapter 13:
- Flora’s P.O.V
- The forest was dark and gloomier than I had ever seen it. The stench of blood and dust heavy in the air along with another, heavier note…gunpowder probably?
- I kept my pace slow and walked in a straight line, my bag clutched to my chest. There was nothing on me that I could defend myself with…no protection, no weapons. The only thing I had was faith.