Chapter 46
These are the same woods that I got lost not too long ago, and yet they feel different, they feel wrong, and at all the same time… somewhat right, humming with a strength and vivid essence of their own, almost like a living presence looming within the trees.
That buzzing prickling sensation in my nostrils grows stronger, reminding me of the warmth of the sun spreading through my body, leaving that everlasting heat lingering on my skin afterward.
I could still taste the fear at the back of my mouth, haunting with the memory, still vivid in my mind, of the creatures and horrors that inhabited this oddly enchanted forest, but bigger than my fear was the worry of having a little girl alone in such place, especially after smelling that foul sulfur odor, of something wicked.
I take a new sniff of the ribbon, her smell clear and unquestionable, guiding me through the forest behind the steps of the search parties, their paw prints denting the mud here and there.