The Silver Hollow

Liora had given them a warning as they moved on. She had told her the forest would be friendly and that fog would get and keep one who lost where to head whom they intended to reach. Annabelle had the words in the first place at the front of her mind as a map. She looked along the road, she had been watching the light by the trees, and she had the boys under her.

It was cold thick air in the morning. The pines became thinning in their movement eastward. The bark changed to a ...