Mia found herself standing in front of the great old tree.
It however looked very different this time.
It had shades of gray between its leaves. Mia rubbed her eyes to check properly if indeed it was true or was she seeing things.
Suddenly she felt a strong pull. She tried resisting with her hands by ending up being tangled in the branches that were coming down like creepers that were mobile. It was like Mia was getting sandwiched between the ground pushing her towards the Tree and the vines trying to tangle her in its grip.
She fought for a few minutes, then realized that there was no use. She had willingly come there. She had willingly promised to sacrifice herself in exchange for her boy's life. This was the end of her life.
The realization made her give up. She stopped
