Macey
"Who is it that you seek for and why?"
The voice came from inside the cottage before any of us had a chance to knock and I jumped. Not because it was loud but because it wasn't.
It was old, ancient, frail and tired, like dry leaves scraping against stone yet it carried through the thick forest surrounding the cottage and reached us clearly.
The triplets didn't react and neither did Aunt Fiona and even Uncle Leo remained calm. I, on the other hand, nearly leapt out of my skin.
The cottage sat alone on the far side of the mountain, hidden beneath towering trees whose branches intertwined overhead like skeletal fingers. Strange flowers grew around the clearing, their petals shimmering in shades I had never seen before. Some glowed faintly despite the daylight.
The entire place fel
