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Tatum The sun peeked over the horizon, causing birds and other critters to come to life. Shadows from the forest slowly disappeared, fading to rest beneath the canopies. I had followed Taylor from her apartment, something I wasn’t ashamed of. There was no way after all this time of searching for her that I was going to risk her slipping through my fingers. Sitting from where I’d slept on the ground, I stretched my arms above my head and stood to my feet. I realized quickly I was no longer alone in the woods. My eyes cast towards the cabin to see the front door slowly opening. I could have gone in there last night, crossed her wards and finished our conversation. They were impressive, but they weren’t enough to keep someone like me out. Even if I did admire her for trying to protect he