What was Meant to be is now Happening

I waited to make sure he'd actually left before attempting to enter the forest, to make sure he really wasn't following me. The last thing I wanted was to find him deep in the woods and not who I was actually looking for. When I was satisfied that he was no longer anywhere near me, I set foot into the darkness of the trees.

I know I'd been there before, but it still shocked me just how impenetrable the darkness around me truly was. I quickly came to realize that, if he was following me, I'd probably never know unless he approached me directly. Thoughts of him then flooded my mind.

I hate him. Well and truly hate him. My life would be infinitely better if he stopped existing. The day I never see him again can't come soon enough.

As I walked I could feel some sort of shifting in the atmosphere, and before long I knew for certain that I was, again, back in the woods where the summoning took place. I felt, not relief, but a strange sense of calmness, like I knew the area well enough to know where to look for my sister and what to look out for as signs of her presence. This was, itself, possibly cause for concern, but  I suppressed that thought as best I could; I had to focus on the task at hand.