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SIXTEEN | OAKHAME
Lily
Unbidden, her feet were moving, traipsing through the undergrowth bordering a small, treetop town. Ladders were strung between branches, some dangling to brush the ground, others acting as bridges between homes and other, larger buildings. In the dim, dawn light, Lily could not make out quite what they were.Keeping her gaze low and her breath steady, she peered around as discreetly as she could. The eleve – still posing as her father, a fact that made her lungs stumble for air and her gut clench – was dragging her towards a ladder beneath an ornate arch, with a beautiful creature settled on a seat carved of oak tucked beside it.
The creature smiled as they neared, its unearthly face shimmering softly in the first rays of fractured sunlight. The light itself did not look entirely real: it fell in curling waves, more like clouds than sunlight, and it was too glos
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