Chapter 10
The Forest of Reflections
They enter a clearing where the trees' leaves shimmer, showing reflections of their deepest desires. Leo sees himself graceful, Maya sees herself adventurous. The 'wishes' seem tangible here.
The air grew thick with the scent of damp earth and something else, something like stardust and forgotten lullabies. Leo, who had been carefully navigating a particularly gnarled root, tripped anyway, his arms flailing like a windmill in a hurricane. Maya, ever the steady hand, caught him before he could perform his signature move: the face-plant into moss.
“Honestly, Leo,” she sighed, her voice a familiar blend of exasperation and affection. “Are you trying to hug every tree root in this forest?”
Leo, dusted off and slightly dizzy, grinned sheepishly. “It’s just… they’re very inviting roots, Maya. Very huggable.” He then pointed a grubby finger towards a break in the dense canopy. “Look!”
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