Chapter 8
Of wolves and worse-than-wolves
The forest passed in a veil of gray and brown and fading winter green.
Briars tore at the lumberjack's jacket and pants from Adam's pajamas, and on more than one occasion Adam had to duck to keep his face from being raked by tall bushes. The howling had stopped, but the woodcutter hadn't slowed his pace, not for a moment. He didn't speak either, so Adam was silent too. However, he was afraid. He tried to look back over his shoulder once, but the effort almost made him lose his balance and he didn't try again.
They were still deep in the forest when the woodcutter stopped and seemed to be listening. Adam almost asked him what was wrong, but then changed his mind and remained silent while trying to hear what had caused the woodcutter to stop. The
