For a full day, Mary and Sarah travelled the winding forest road. They slept beneath stars and scavenged what they could – wild berries, mushrooms, and mountain water. They managed to make dresses with leaves and branches, to barely cover their bodies.
On the next morning, Mary awoke to Sarah gently prodding her shoulder.
"Mary … look."
Blinking blearily, Mary followed her sister’s gaze. Through the trees glowed a warm, happy sight.
A village.
New hope kindled in Mary’s chest. "Come on." Taking Sarah’s hand, she hurried toward the beckoning glow.
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