I followed Elizabeth out the door, happy to leave the cottage and the fan boy behind for the moment. I never did well indoors and despite the situation, I was relieved to be outside again.
Elizabeth was moving, already she was wandering across the yard. I thought she would stomp right through the stream, but she was paying attention enough for that and stepped over it.
I followed her for a ways into the trees. The moon was full tonight, but the cloud cover was thick. The occasional streak of light found its way down to her for only a moment, blocked by the forest canopy. Once the trees cleared, she stopped where the rolling hills began and spanned as far as the eye could see. There it was that the moonlight touched down. An ancient stone wall, so old that the land had formed up and aroun
