In an instant, the smell of the air changed. Earlier, an intense, almost floral-like scent had piqued Mara’s curiosity, driving her to follow this particular wooded path to find the source of the fragrance. It compelled her to follow her nose, though it took her far from her intended track. But now there came a pervading stench. It reeked of danger, was rank like decay, like death.
For a moment she thought she could make out the smell of blood, but a survey of the trail around her revealed none. Intensely alert, she recalled an instructor having surmised that blood was red because the color screamed danger! Big on colors and smells, he encouraged his students to give careful consideration to them. “Smelling danger in advance,” he lectured, “can be an important skill, as it may serve to keep one from coming upon it casually or unaware.”
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