I gave Bodin a questioning look.
He put a finger to his lips and shushed me. Nodding for me to close my eyes.
I obeyed and the sound of grating bark grew louder.
“Now open them slowly.” He said.
I obeyed and found Bodin shoulder to shoulder with me. Pointing across the distance through the trees.
There was a massive oak there. And its trunk had split a third of the way in. And a face was twisted from it like a malformed branch. Staring at us through glowing green eyes. Seeing her leaning from the tree, I could make out her shape. The curves of small bark-coated breasts and a tiny waist complete with a knothole for belly button.
As I watched, she lowered two branches which jutted from her torso. The leaved stems retracting as her arms dropped. Turning to multi-fingered hands whi
