Blackfeather Woods i used to float

It's so dark, here.

I know, Lilitu replied. She began to shift away from the steaming pile, making a wide circle around the man, shivering, shaking herself as if she could rid illness from her the way one shed raindrops from pelt.

I don't like it, she admitted. I kind of just came in here to get away from somewhere I knew.

She cocked her head, one bright green-yellow eye finding his own face. Why are you here?

No one came to this forest of their own volition—she was sure of it.