In the thick of the forest she discovered two small children and took them home—but who could have foreseen what would follow?
A soft child’s cry shattered the forest’s midday hush. Anya froze, listening intently, her heart beating faster. “Probably just my imagination,” she whispered to herself—then heard it again, clearer this time. The herb basket in her hands grew heavier; it was already half-filled with mint and St. John’s wort. The woods simmered in summer heat, […]
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