Tatiana’s POV
“The sky is so beautiful today, isn’t it?” she asked, trying to get me to speak.
But she tried in vain. I was not in the mood for talking, hence why I had walked out to be alone.
So much for that.
“And the tree,” she shook her head slightly while a small smile played on her lips. “This tree has been here on the land for ages on and will probably be the last thing remaining here, at least that is what Zaya once told us when we asked if it was a special tree since you would always sit here. Actually, when you could first walk you walked up here and put your hands against it, closed your eyes, and just relaxed. You told us that you could feel its energy flow into the roots, out into the grass and that it called on you that way, so even if we hadn’t known already from the
