Nature's Touch

Lost in an unfamiliar forest with a compass that refuses to work, Willow Morrigan isn't sure if she's dreaming.The trees have changed, gnarled and ancient, their canopies woven together like lovers' arms. The light shimmers at the corners of her vision. And sitting cross-legged beside her sleeping form is Aerie: wild-haired, spring-eyed, barefoot, and utterly inexplicable.Aerie says she heard the ...