Chapter 14
Business went back to usual once that i***t Trent was gone. Well, to what it was after Mason had come around, which Jack preferred. If he was honest, Mason was the best thing to change in his life.
And the woods changed, though he wasn’t sure he liked that quite so much. The besom he’d sunk in the bog left a lingerin’ energy to the whole place that sent a chill down Jack’s spine whenever he got within a mile of it. Not bad or anythin’, just strange. Like he’d left a piece of himself and now it was woven too tight into the land to extract it in any safe manner. Big workings tended to do that.
Mason changed some, as well. Neither one of them had noticed that small fan of scars along the backs of Mason’s hands until a couple days after the Wisp, but they were there, like ripp
