 AR Project - Post 2.5
Now that she had her bearings straightened out, the thirteen year old trudged all the way to the lake through the remaining snow and bitter winds. If spring was coming soon, it certainly didn't feel like it to her. She kept her bag close to her to help keep her warm. It was packed full of goodies too, so she didn't want to let it flop itself over and lose any of them on the walk.
She held her hand above her eyes to shield them from the bright afternoon sun that glared off of the water as she searched the area. The winds rolling off the lake were refreshing but still a bit chilly, so she pulled her cloak tighter and quickened her pace. There MUST be a willow around here somewhere... she thought as she explored. They like water, this is a lake, and I need to find one soon so....There just HAS to be one. Plus I need to make it haaaappy with some treats I brought for it!!
She went all along the banks of the lake until she spotted something swaying in the distance. Could that be one? She raised her brows at it and rushed closer. Finally she was upon it and saw that it was indeed a willow. Now all she had to do was talk to it and get it to agree to let her take a branch and carve it up with runes and dip it into beeswax and make it a wonderful magical thing. No problem right? She sucked in a cool breath and thought, Here goes nothing! as she stepped up to the base of the great tree.
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