When morning broke, I wandered back up the winding steps all the way to where Circe and I had spoken the evening before. Sunlight filtered in from the canopy of the trees just outside and into the room through the two roughly circular apertures that served as windows on the rounded wall. I moved to stand in front of one and peered outside, wondering if I could make the leap down.
I stepped back immediately when I saw how small everything looked on the forest floor below. A fall from this height would break both my legs like toothpicks, if not outright kill me. Yes, I wanted to leave, but not in pieces.
And then I wondered if it was right to guard my life so jealously, when after all this time, I had failed to make it mean anything.
I leaned out of the window once more to take another l
