TRINITY
The forest loomed ahead, an endless expanse of towering trees that seemed to swallow the last rays of sunlight. The air smelled earthy and alive, the rich scent of moss and decaying leaves mixing with the faint sweetness of blooming flowers. It should have been beautiful, serene even, but all I could feel was a gnawing unease that twisted my stomach into knots.
Xander walked ahead of me, his tall frame moving with an effortless grace I could never hope to match. His confidence was a stark contrast to the anxiety simmering in my chest, and the way he moved, like the forest itself bent to his will, only made me more nervous.
“Xander,” I called out, stopping just short of the tree line. My voice trembled, betraying the fear I’d tried to mask. “Are you absolutely sure this is a goo
