He was on a wooden platform in the branches of the tree. A gate surrounded the perimeter and the open blue sky was above them. Meticulous carvings of swirls and symbols were etched into the wood. Spiral stairs led below the tops of the trees and Eden was ducking down there now, her blonde hair glinting in the sunlight. “Wait here.”
She returned a moment later, holding a linen pouch in her hands. “Here. This has a few of the berries.”