The next day, the faint red sunlight finally seeped slowly through the dense canopy of leaves as the three girls began packing up their small campsite. The thin mist that had blanketed the forest edge overnight gradually disappeared, leaving behind a cold and fresh morning air filled with the scent of damp soil, dewy leaves, wet wild grass, and the faint smoke from the nearly extinguished campfire. Crackle… The last piece of wood still glowing dimly made a soft sound before dying out completely, leaving behind small embers that released thin wisps of smoke into the air.
