Desa’s eyes snapped open.
Lying stretched out on the forest floor, she listened to the chirping of birds and the buzzing of flies. She was fairly certain that she caught a few distant croaks from some of those colourful frogs she had seen the night before. Morning had come, and the forest was eager to start its day.
Even in the shade, it was still quite warm and muggy. Thin shafts of sunlight pierced the treetops. One of them fell right upon her, its radiance clearing the fog from her mind. Not all of it, but enough that she could focus if she concentrated. Maybe Kalia was right. Maybe she had spent too much time in that cabin.
hadSitting up with a groan, Desa shut her eyes tight and pressed her fingertips into her forehead. “What’s for breakfast?” she grumbled.
Nari already had a fire
