#Chapter 223: Putting Out Wildfires

Tessa

I was running through the forest, branches whipping past my face. The trees were watching me, their bark peeling away to reveal eyes—hundreds of eyes, all following my every move. I could hear Phoebe’s voice, carried on the wind.

“The trees remember,” she whispered. “They were there when it happened.”

I tried to call out to her, to ask what she meant, but when I opened my mouth, it wasn’t wo