ause Brenda found my cottage "depressing." I was placed in a small, forgo

hand, laughing, planning their spa complex. They' d pause, a

ternoon. She strolled over, J

glass. She looked me up and down, her eyes lingering on my withered f

The Patriarch is gone, and she seems so attached to it... perhaps we c

huckled. "An excellent ide

hat do you say, Elara? A custom-ma

fragile thing, see

oser this time. Not the brutal roar of the fell

at they w

y window. "Perhaps it will cheer her up," she' d said, her vo

hock of agony through my spiritual form. It was as if my o

, a thin, r

, sipping drinks, watching the carpenters, and watc

't she?" Brenda remarked to Ja

kissed her temple. "You, my dear Brenda, you saved me. That whole me

It was my energy, my ancient magic, that had subtly shifted fortunes,

my own despair filling the air. There was n

rtwood of the Patriarch. The wood still pulsed with a f

d her hands. "Oh, it's beautiful, James! Almost a shame

e, my love. The Harrison land has always been blessed. Our

is actions. His fortune was built on a debt he never acknowledged, a protection h

e with wonder. He' d once promised to marry "the beautiful lady of the woods." Me. A chil