Stone Circle Standing here in front of you.

The woman smiled, her eyes lit with surprise. She then shook her head. No, no, it is alright. Thank you. I do not have an appetite, though I should I suppose? The children eat constantly. I... Almost feel like they're eating me away, some moments. That thought is grim and she knows it. It has broken through and leaked from her mouth, and immediately Sanja tries to downplay the sentiment.

I think I should return to them. Her attention shifts over her shoulder, and she traces the shapes within the forest that have become so familiar to her. A tall yellow-leaf birch leaning askew from its moorings in the dirt, the fallen logs beneath it, the shadow that corridors to her babies.