Nimcopoop | Holmesbury

Part 9

Getting restless of not finding Tewksbury, Enola abandoned her search and headed towards the castle,
    Wait didn't I see that tree already? 
Um where do I go?
Shoot. I'm lost aren't I?
Enola walked and walked for hours and hours. She got so tired she needed water desperately. As she ran tree to tree
Only to find herself in a dead end.
The torture didn't stop there.
By late afternoon probably around 4 or 5 she thought as she calculated the suns location. Mother had taught her the trick, just in case she would get lost and needed a little help trying to figure out the time.
So overwhelming.
She needed her mother, more than anything right now. She wanted to go back home. Back to when things were normal. She wanted nothing more to hug her mother. To smell her fresh scent. She was desperate.
So when Enola heard water rushing, she ran for her life.
And sure enough she came across a river she had never seen before. She caressed the water dipping her dirty palms bringing it about to her rosy, dry lips just about to drink it. When she stopped lowering her hand reluctantly.
No. It's probably has bacteria I need to build a fire.