my way home

Previously

…Alex didn’t linger. They moved with a newfound purpose, their steps quick and sure. They knew the woods now, its hidden paths and its silent language. Bramble was likely already leading Silas on a wild goose chase, a testament to the animal’s loyalty and cunning. Alex didn’t look back. The chest, and its precious contents, were safe for now. They had outsmarted Silas, not with brute force, but with the intelligence and resourcefulness that had been awakened within them. The mystery of their family was no longer a whisper; it was a story waiting to be fully told, a legacy to be embraced. And Alex, the reluctant treasure hunter, was ready to listen.