Agniezka has never been afraid of the Wood like she should have been, even when it was truly a place of darkness, needing to be cut back by axes and fire. When she passes through as its guardian, humming some formless song through the shadowed forest, through roots and branches and undergrowth heavy on the ground that might entangle any other traveler, she can always find her path. There is beauty and life in these deep dark woods, and someday she will learn how to share it, too.