Chapter 15

The three men stepped into the forest, the fog still thick as it dispersed leaving a path for Zane and his two friends. It seemed as if the mist had high respects for him and had obeyed his presence leaving a narrow pathway that was clear and curved at the end. They all walked on to the opposite way from the one they had visited a while ago. Treading on the path that was created for them.

"So back to your spot again." Fillion started as he looked at the familiar surroundings. He had visited the place the last time he had come by. It was about five years ago when he had thought of checking on his sickly friend. He had come mid February the time when the Chief had been desperate to handle his last born. Zane at that time, had been throwing tantrums.. cussing at the two elders. He was a head ache, but no one dared to discipline him. It would have been easy to clap his pale cheeks leaving tints of red as a mark for the lesson taught but nothing like that really happened. Words were in a