eir twisted branches like fingers reaching for secrets. Mara followed the winding pa

tanding at the edge of the veil - a place between life and

hain, or los

ods stood the ancient willow. Beneath it, the earth was soft and marked with sy

gs behind her

breathless. "You he

. "She want

e curse was her doing. She bound us to i

er fingers tightening

s," he said, "we'll l

nt, she believed

that a