XXIII: Indomitable

Once again, I have arrived at the tree where I began my journey, a star carved into it with a knife I have yet to replace since leaving it in the chest of what was once Mary Geist.

And Samuel and Harper have arrived here with me. Here there is a home once overrun with water that is not water. I believe the Forest wants me to die here.

The Forest wants to see a world of animals. Predators and prey, lions and sheep. If I will not hunt, I must be hunted.

I would almost be tempted to give up and allow the Forest to turn me into prey if I did not know how false that is. Harper, Samuel, Matthew, Clint, and everyone else I have met on my travels, each of them has shown me that the human spirit goes on.