Chapter 19 - WacławWhy is war inevitable?
WITH THE VILLAGE ASLEEP, I walked in my soul-form to the place I had taken little Nevenka on the bank of the Wyzra River. The last thing I wanted ahead of the next day’s travels was to encounter another demon, so I kept to the familiar parts of the forest. Clouds blocked the light of the moon and stars, but I had traveled these trails hundreds of times. Each one was etched in my mind like the veins on my arms and hands. They were part of me, and I would miss them.
The river’s waters were calm as I sat along the muddy shore and stared at the island. It seemed like it had been far longer than a day and a half before that I had promised Nevenka I would climb across the chain of rocks to the island with her. Now, as I awaited my first trek beyond our
