Wren POV
I push all the feelings of doubt away as I make my way to the trees that expand behind Fae Palace. If Macy and Onyx aren't willing to help me, I will do this on my own. There has to be a Gray Creature that knows the magic to help me, and I will find them.
I try to let my anxiousness come to the surface. From what I am told, it will only draw them near. But isn't that what I want? To draw them close to me, so I can ask them questions. What I do know is that they won't approach me in the open. Taking in a deep breath, I step under the tree canopy. All the sounds of the world disappear. No birds are chirping; the leaves do not rustle. It is silent. Now that I am here, I can't remember if it was this way before I came into the forest. Or if it has gone silent because I ente
