Stone Circle On the far side of town is a room you love

A howl broke her concentration. It was a man's voice - and Sanja rifled through the mental images she had stashed away, wondering who might have crossed the boundary in to her woods.

When she caught sight of them, it was through the broken segments of a hedge that grew tightly against the base of some trees.

No, it was not a man she knew. But that only meant Sanja would be cautious as she approached - rumbling a low note of greeting, which relayed her concern as well. He looked healthy and young; but also thin, with a rangy physique she was not accustomed to seeing.