The Huntress - Luna Eileen
It slammed into the man’s chest, sliding all the way to the hilt.
Bile rose in my stomach.
“Come. There are more fundamental lessons for you to learn about our ways.” Morrigan wandered off through the trees, leaving the men pinned to the trees. Her black dress fluttered on a fantom breeze as she disappeared around a tree. I rushed to catch up only to find her entering a clearing.
“Look around and tell me what you see, Eileen.”
Trees spiraled out from this clearing. As I looked, I realized the spirals were each a unique species of tree! Elm, Oak, Ash, Hawthorn, Elderberry, and tall cedars. “Sacred trees.”
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