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I lay here with HIM beside me. He actually came back. After all this time, after all those nights when I wondered if I would ever see him again, he is here, breathing beside me as though he had never left. He is still bossy and demanding, still that infuriating Wild Forest Man who seems to believe the world ought to bend to his will, but he is back! I swear by the PKs, I had better not be dreaminβ¦
I woke that morning still holding the little book, the candles having burned themselves out sometime during the night. That was all right; they had been nearly spent when I lit them anyway. Carefully, I returned the book to its place in the niche above the sleeping platform, beside the picture book that had once belonged to my grandmother. My fingers lingered on its worn cover a moment longer thaβ¦
As the day wore on, Ember eventually decided she had better things to do than keep me company. This time, she did not even wait for my signal. She rose to her feet, stretched languidly, then came over to rub her head against me before turning toward the cave entrance. She slipped beneath the covering without a sound and disappeared into the forest, leaving me once more alone with my thoughts. Noβ¦
I woke slowly, my body reminding me almost immediately of yesterdayβs work with the axe. The bruises and wounds that had plagued me for so long were little more than fading memories now, but my shoulders and back protested every movement, sore from the hours I had spent chopping wood. I stretched carefully beneath the furs, rolling one shoulder and then the other before finally sitting up with aβ¦
Waking in the early hours of the morning, still shaken by the startlingly realistic dream I had the night before, I rose from the furs and quickly got the fire going once again. Deciding I might as well spoil myself, I set about making myself a fresh cup of tea, grateful for the warmth as the biting chill of morning settled into the cave. Taking my tea, I started toward my usual place to sit wheβ¦
The Eighth Passing Hand, had settled firmly upon the Northern Forest, and there was no mistaking what it meant. The air had grown sharply colder, the forest canopy thinning as the leaves surrendered to the season, and the hours of useful daylight seemed to vanish almost as quickly as the warmth from the sun. SeβKara had just passed and for hunters and Panther Girls alike, that was not a season foβ¦