Blessing of the Wood (Pt. 3 of 3)
Good hearts prevail as the blessing of the wood spreads far and wide.
Ella awakened with her head resting on a hummock of moss. Though beads of dew decorated her skin, she was warm, comfortable, and reluctant to rise. Birdsong and the soft gurgle of the spring that fed her great-grandmother’s pool further conspired to lull her back to sleep. In time, she roused to find Xantina watching over her. “Good morning, Xanella.” “Morning,” Ella responded. She sat up and stretched out of habit, th...