Waenyra walked along the forest path, her arms wrapped around herself. She considered running along the path so that she could get there sooner, but she didn't want to slip. Besides, she knew she wasn't far from her aunt's house now. She wondered what her Aunt Fera might be like. She'd never met her, and her deceased mother Lia never spoke about her often. Did the two of them keep in touch? Does Fera know about Waenyra? Did Fera know that Lia had died? She did not want to be the one to deliver such bad news, but she had a letter in her dress pocket explaining the situation. The letter was written by Fera's father, and it more or less said that Lia had died of illness and that Waenyra would be living with Fera from now on. She'd lived with her grandfather for a month, but he could not afford the extra mouth to feed. And besides, Waenyra had the witches powers, so it'd be best for her to live with someone who could teach her. Her grandfather could not use magic, and her grandmother, the original witch of the family, was not in good health. She wouldn't be able to teach Waenyra either. Waenyra hoped she was close. The rain fell even harder now, and it was only getting colder. She was tired from walking since morning. She brought a hand to her belly as it let out a growl.