Apphia

The lake area is silent and beautiful each time I come here. The water is blue--green, and a blanket of green grass covers the place. The trees are greener across the mountain, and birds are singing. 
I stay with Drake and Vicker. I'm honestly tired from all the walking we did today. Lizzy and Jerry explore the area. 
Drake places a hand on my shoulder, and I lean into him, smiling. 
"You look tired, you're pale," he comments. 
"I'm hungry," I say. Having the wraiths ...