C7 Chapter Seven

Kara's footsteps were muffled by the thick mat of fallen leaves, and her senses heightened with each stir in the underbrush. Vivian floated forward, a wraith-like figure with her silver hair catching stray shafts of moonlight that penetrated the canopy.

"Stay close," Vivian muttered without turning. "The path is old, known only to our kind."

"Old and hidden for good reason