“It is just beyond these trees…” Lance explained as Avery was led through the woods that separated Mattin into its neighboring towns before they suddenly came to a clearing. At the far left of this clearing wore a rugged mountain, expected jagged; but down its torn center held a waterfall. As her steps moved closer, this waterfall caught on a small jagged section of Earth overflowed and spilled further down into a cave large enough for only a petite physique to fit beyond. “Go on-” Lance motioned to her before she led forward in blind faith; not to the demonic entities that surrounded her, but the overall peace that accompanied the knowledge of what her sacrifice meant.
She knew that she had to play the role of a young girl mourning the life she would never have; and she did so valiantly
