forced any sense of cold to abandon her. Even the spray of the sea as waters splattered slightly aboard their small ship didn’t give her chills. She could feel Jamison’s warmth permeating around her, not just in physical form, but spiritually. He wanted her happiness here as much as she wanted her own suspicions to be wrong.
“You will see soon sister. It will be a few months of building and painstaking work to build our new home. Undoubtedly, this will be rough as our hands have not met hard labor in quite some time. But we will build our own future. We will make this place our own. It is our own now.”
Madison turned to face him, trying to put her faith in his words. His eyes did not meet hers. Rather, they looked forward, seeing the potential in the land before them. She looked forward as well trying to see what he did so effortlessly.
“I believe you,” she said, choosing to not let him see into her concerns. “This is where we will rebuild everything we have lost. Soon England will be a distant memory.”
Jamison smiled again and rubbed her shoulder in reassurance. It was these small gestures that made Madison feel a pain of guilt in her stomach. She knew that as her brother and her only provider that her faith should lie within him, that she should follow him without a doubt in the world and that he knew what was best for both of them. But as their small boat touched the sands and Jamison stepped off, splashing water about from beneath his boots, her fears returned without any yielding.
Madison set her feet upon the pebbled ground and made her way towards the sands only feet away, all the while never taking her eyes off the forest before her. The two cliffs she had seen from the ship lined the edge of the forest leading to what appeared to be a valley on the other side. Its profound beauty was undeniable. Birds sang around her and looped in a circle surrounding their small boat behind them. Jamison took her hand and led her toward the wooded area before them. She hesitated and pulled back on his arm for a moment as she took in the large scale of trees towering over them, their dark brown and green branches loomed over their heads as if they were pointing to the sea behind them.
“Come now, let us explore a little,” he said.
“Should we not wait for the others? We don’t know what is-,” he cut her off before she could finish.
“We will not venture out far. I only want to see what lay beyond these trees. I see light coming from behind them. Can you not see it?”
“We can see it from here, Jamie,” she said.
“Oh, come now. You are starting to bother.” He tugged her arm by the wrist. “Honestly, Madison, I expect you to be braver in the coming months. You always claim that your sex is not given enough credit. Now prove it.” The fact that he would chose now to keep her true to her principles was almost as irritating as the hand that guided her unwillingly into the forest.
The woods were quiet, although not silent. Any quieter and it may have unsettled Jamison as well. But his intrigue for what lay ahead guided him to the valley they could faintly see through the trees. Madison followed with haste trying to keep up with his curious pace. They came upon the outline of the trees to the grassy valley. A streaming light shown along the skirt of the sides and flowers trailed throughout the grassy ground. It was indeed pleasing to the eyes and well protected by the cliffs towering on each side. They steadied down to the valley and rolling hills just in the distance, and then more forestry along the edges of those hills. It appeared as though this valley had been specially carved from the earth just for