Alyssa thumbed through her textbook but after searching for awhile, she decided that she was going to go with her gut instinct. She instinctively knew that she would know that she had found her 'right' branch when she did. So she got up from her seat at the workbench, slung her backpack over her shoulders and started walking along the wooded trail, breathing in the clean air mixed in with the various scents of the wooden trees surrounding her.

As she walked she allowed her senses to attune to the surroundings her around. She could feel the magic all around her. She turned around to look behind her before turning around to look in front of her. She wondered whether the path she was walking on was one of the Old Ways. She had read about it in one of her great grandpappy's books. How the Old Ways were paths that the Old Ones, people who practised Old Magic like the Ancient Druids and Merlin, walked on. These Old Ways was protected by the Old Magic, which was thankfully good magic. Alyssa somehow felt that this path was one of them. She could feel that Old Magic singing in the air.

Alyssa stayed on the path, finding broken branches as she walked along it. But nothing seemed to 'shout out her'. She would pick up one and then another but she didn't seem to feel an infinity with any of the pieces of branches she was holding in her hands and returned the branches back onto the ground.

Then she felt something. First a tingling in the air and then she heard a strange sound. The soft sound of bells chiming. Alyssa looked around to see whether any of the other students were holding anything that resembled a bell, but no one was. She followed the sound until she came across an Rowan branch lying in the path in front of her. As she approached it, the sound of the bells got louder and the tingling sensation got stronger.

Alyssa reached down and picked up the Rowan branch and immediately she felt a tingling sensation run up her arm. The bells got louder in her ear before it disappeared. Alyssa knew that this would be the branch that she would be making her runes with. She felt an infinity with it. Thankfully, it was about the right length, at least 3 feet long.

She turned and was about to make her way back to the workstation when she remembered something that she had read. She turned back and looked for the Rowan Tree where the branch possibly fell from. She bowed to it and said,"Thank you for giving me this branch. I will put this to good use in honor of your gift." Then Alyssa bowed again, before turning and making her way back to the work bench.