* storm's POV*

The morning was endless. It was so hot. Sweat covered my body with a fine film, making my clothes stick wetly to my skin. I couldn't even remember how I'd fell asleep in the middle of the forest. It has been a long search and still no clue of Hermes body. Since yesterday, I had decided not to put my hair in a braid, afraid it will be too accessible by any creature that lives in this forest.

I sat in the heart of the thick forest, the air weighed heavy with an eerie stillness. The trees stood tall and twisted, their gnarled branches reaching out like...