"The legends were half-right," he said. She heard his boots crunching in the snow, coming closer. "They say the tree is made of gold. It is. They say it points the way to a warm valley."
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Luka sat up, wincing. "It’s not a fairy tale. It’s a marker. The old maps say it points the way to the Valley of Forever Summer. I need to prove it exists." "The legends were half-right," he said
Elara looked at his hand resting on the doorframe. She looked at the empty chair where he had sat for two weeks. She grabbed her heavy fur coat. "It’s not a fairy tale
"There is no valley," Elara said, her voice sharp. "There is only winter, and work, and survival. That tree is just a mutation, a trick of the light."
She dragged him to her cottage. For three days and three nights, she fought the fever that threatened to take him. She boiled pine needles, massaged his frozen limbs, and forced bitter teas down his throat.
"Where is what?" Elara asked, stirring a pot of stew.