Kalyi Tan Ze sat alone on the forest floor, leaning casually on her usual tree, eating the pork curry wraps her mother had packed her earlier that day. She had slipped quietly out of the schoolyard and vanished in the nearby woods, savoring the blanket of quiet eerily surrounding her. Accompanied by towering Western Hemlocks and Birch trees she felt a warm peace. The bubbling creek nearby let her mind drift, rolling like the current. Isolated bird calls sounded every other second, their...