As I reach the dried-looking, vined pathway that leads directly to Marina's door, I feel a sudden wave of nervousness wash over me.
My palms grow slightly damp. My heart beats a little faster than it should. My feet slow down almost of their own accord, as if they are trying to delay the inevitable confrontation that awaits me on the other side of that door.
I take a deep breath and force myself to keep moving.
By the way, basically every Amazon has no doors or windows on their houses.
Their homes are open to the elements, exposed to the wind and the rain and the creatures of the forest.
Also, they use magic to block out what they do not want coming in — whether that is an unwanted visitor, a curious animal, or simply the cold night air.
It is a practical solution for a society that values openness and freedom above all else.
