The forest breathed around Arianna, its chilly tendrils wrapping around her like an embrace, equally suffocating and invigorating. The air was alive with the sharp scent of pine and damp earth, igniting her senses and pulling her deeper into the wilderness that had been her sanctuary for as long as she could remember. She stood at the edge of a clearing, the vast expanse of trees before her standing sentinel, their towering trunks creating a natural fortress that held her secrets and dreams. Waves of cold air poured through the underbrush, rustling the fallen leaves and sending a shiver down her spine. It was early, the dawn just breaking, painting the horizon in shades of muted lavender and gold. Here, in the heart of the forest where the world is untouched, Arianna felt a fleeting sense of freedom—the type that danced alongside the first light of day, coaxing her spirit to rise just as the sun did.
Brooke Hartman is an Alaskan mom and award-winning author of books for children. When she isn’t writing, you can find her flying, fishing, and having fun with her family, enjoying all the magic life has to offer.
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