On the surface, everything in Silverwood appeared as it had 20 years ago. The forest was just as lush and vibrant as it always had been. Yet something lying just under the surface disturbed her. Anneleigh could not put her finger on exactly what had changed but could feel it in the air as she walked from tree to tree deep in the woods. There were fewer animals, to be sure, and those that Anneleigh did come across seemed strange, almost unnatural. There was also a peculiar heat that never truly seemed to dissipate.