Chapter 20

　　Louisa’s POV

　　The black wolf took me on his back and bolted.

　　He dashed among rocks and branches without any effort.

　　His black mane was like a waving flag in the air.

　　I didn’t know how long we had run before he stopped in a meadow land deep down inside a valley.

　　Beautiful flowers in all colors were scattered among waves of verdant grass.

　　A crystal clear creek was slowly running down from the snow—covered mountain in distance.

　　He crossed his legs and lay down on the grass, so I could climb down his back.

　　I couldn’t walk further because my legs were shaking.

　　I was very excited because of the ride.

　　I fell to the ground and leaned against his belly.

　　I looked up, there wasn’t a single trace of cloud in the endless stretch of cerulean sky.

　　I lifted my arms.

　　The sunlight was pouring down on my face through the gaps in my fingers.

　　I moved my fingers.

　　It looked as if I could catch the light.