Chapter 86
Viona's POV
The forest had swallowed me whole.
For ten days, I had wandered beneath its endless canopy, each day bleeding into the next with no sense of time except for the rising and falling of the sun. which is barely noticeable with the tell trees and board branches,The paths twisted in ways that mocked me, returning me always to some familiar stump, or the crooked tree with bark split down the middle, or the clearing where the ground dipped into a shallow pool.
At first, I had thought it was my own error. Surely I was just disoriented, too distracted by worry to track my bearings properly. But by the sixth day, when I passed the same crooked tree for what felt like the tenth time, dread had begun to stir in my stomach. By the ninth day, dread had grown into rage. And by
