In Unknown Lands

Twelve

" Wow! You look better than Biana & that's her dress!" Fitz smiled as Silvea twirled in her dark green gown, her white hair was curled & had part of it braided into a crown " Hey, Silvea!" Biana yelled as she popped into the room, Silvea turned around, her curly hair bouncing against her neck. " Hello Silvea..... Are you ready to go to the Wanderling Woods?" Oralie held her arms out for Silvea.

Many people were at Leanna's funeral & even the Heks were there probably because everyone knew how much Stina's father cherished her over the years in Foxfire before he was sent away. " Miss Arthalla? Are you alright?" Sandor guarded Keefe, Silvea, Sophie, Fitz, & Biana as they headed to the front, the long gown made her trip as they headed down the path. It took Silvea several seconds to answer but she finally did with " Yes..... Just..... A little choked up." Fitz held her hand tight & so did Biana, leaving Keefe & Sophie to hold each others hands. Her mother's sapling had an odd shade of blonde & brown leaves. The bark was an odd tan color that was truly nothing like her mother's skin " Your sure you're okay?" Silvea shook head as she leaned into her brother.

Silvea's gown was cold as she ran out of the Wanderlings but she froze when she saw the one person Sophie told her to avoid.

Wylie

Silvea wanted to scream his name but she had to run away from him before he spotted her. But she was too late, he turned & shouted her named, he stalked towards her, she ran as fast as she could. But he still caught up, her mind started to tingle, her legs ran faster, & her vision became a blur.