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That night the willow hummed louder. Lina could hear syllables now—not words a child should understand, but the shape of language. She thought of being small in the world, feet too flat for the lines of the earth, and of the way the river kept moving even when everything else stood still. She went to the willow, barefoot and stoic, and the woman was there, sitting with her back against the trunk as if they had been keeping each other company forever.

She went to the willow anyway. The bark was slick with sap. When she pressed her palm against it, the humming was a chorus now—other voices braided through the willow like threads: the miller’s late wife, the child who had drowned and come back as no one; an old dog’s faithful glow. They were all there and all asking something. The tree wanted to unroot what had held it so that something else could take flight.

Time moved. Seasons turned as they always do. The village forgot a girl who liked to shell peas and replaced her with tales: some said a spirit had lifted that child away; others claimed a witch had taken her. The willow hummed less often, as if content. The woman in the crow coat was seen again and again, trading favors—never lingering, always smiling with that same unreadable kindness.

The willow accepted her as if it had been expecting nothing else. Her feet felt cool and odd, as if rooted in a different soil. Pain licked along her spine, then fell away. When the wind touched her face, it found places to gather. She rose, and for a moment she was only light—an architecture of possibility. Then, like any true change, she lost something important: the memory of her father’s laugh and the exact fold of her mother’s thumb. In their place came the knowledge of flight, the music of cities she had never seen, languages that were not words but rhythms.