Chapter 47

• WillowI could not help but notice that our return trip to the lodge had taken longer than the initial journey into town, and I had a sneaking suspicion that my slower pace was the cause of the increased length.
• We had not talked much on the walk home. My mind was too fried at the moment to focus enough to keep up a line of conversation, and I was too busy trying to figure out what this subtle pull in my chest was that I continued to feel rising stronger as we advanced towards our final destination. It was like there was a siren, luring me ever closer, and I could not resist the intoxicating feeling.
• However, all at once, the tugging sensation seemed to increase in intensity, nearly suffocating me with the impulse to rush forward to something heretofore unknown.