This is where I choose to let them to be heard.
She had toured several castles and cathedrals by now and hadn't experienced the watching feeling. The only thing she had noticed was the weight of ages that such places often carried, as if an echo of all the people who had trod the ancient floors still lingered. That was an almost reassuring feeling not the creepy watching she was feeling in the wild places.
Wild places had never held any fear for her before. She had spent summers and holidays running wild on her Grandmother's farm. Vacations had always consisted of camping trip instead of the trips to theme parks many of her friends enjoyed. She had even through hiked through hiked about 2/3s of the appalachian trail before a swollen knee derailed her plans. No the wild places had never held this kind of fear before.
