The call of the elder tree had increased with intensity, the vibrations running through the ground, tremors even climbing the cinder block walls of the building Analise was imprisoned in each day. Regardless of the distance and obstacles, she could feel it. Having commanded her tired human confidant to find some restful sleep, Ana had lie on the bedroom floor for a long time, feeling each desperate pulse, sensing nature's growing aggitation.
Time, she felt certain, was racing forward and yet her progress seemed to at a complete stand still.
What had started as a fun past time had morphed to a strenuous contest.
The creatures had been in awe as the essence particles had risen into the air, dancing about, reacting to Analise's careful movements. She knew two dances now, could sing two
