Diarmuid pushed open the old rusty iron gates that was barely standing, someone peeped from the window of the building that laid beyond the gates and drew the curtain close. A little ruckus was heard within the building but it settled down within a second.
Diarmuid led the way towards the old brick building and gave a light knock on the brass door. Mia took her eyes around the neatly trimmed garden filled with all kind of herbs… The building might have been old but it was well taken care of. The door came open and a young boy stood by it staring up at Diarmuid, then took his eyes to the other two behind him. He looked around the same age as Meon or maybe younger, his hair was white just like Diarmuid’s and he had long pointy ears. Three dots were arranged in a horizontal manner on his for
