Past the edge of town, the wilderness stretched on in a thousand shades of green and brown. Trees, untouched fields, grasses, the dirt and soil of the earth upturned by wind and beast: it all felt so different here, alone. Well, not alone, but away from the trappings of Constantine's deep shadow. She could finally taste the crisp curl of the air on her tongue, hear the roots buried underground creaking and stretching in every direction.
"We're out far enough," she said breathlessly, but she glanced back to make sure one more time. There would be no hiding what she was about to do from the eyes and ears of the townspeople, but at least they just beyond the fringes so that she couldn't accidentally hurt anyone. They would be frightened, she knew - it would feel like the rumblings of an eart
