8A warm breeze skipped over Sophia’s skin, and spring blossomed everywhere she looked. In the day’s fading warmth as the sun sent, she saw hundreds of small green buds covering the trees that hadn’t been there the day before. A few sentinels stood out amongst all the color, their branches bare in testament to the hard winter. She hoped the dead-looking trees were only late bloomers. All around them, colors blazed with the excitement of new life. Soft yellows and pinks of unknown plants peeked out from among dark oranges and blues as the wild foliage began its spring growth.
The land, so close to her new home, was beautiful. After breathing in the frigid winter for so long, the warmth of spring and the fresh air laden with hints of honeysuckle and pine tickled her nose. Even with the small
