I sprint a mile in the woods, going south. I clutch my materials in my arms. My boots slip and slide on the frozen terrain. I reach a clearing and take in my surroundings. There is a gap in the trees with a width of 20 ft. and a length of 50. Plenty of space. I deposit the materials on the ground and start working. My alliance, Annika, will meet my a mile south of the Cornucopia.
Trees of terror: The terrifying oak that could have walked out of Lord Of The Rings... and its army of friends