Amelia’s POV
This adventure isn’t turning out to be anything at all like what I imagined it would be. The constant walking has grown monotonous. The near darkness is creepy. And the fear that danger lies just ahead is alarming. All to hear a prophesy that may or may not apply to my family, of dubious merit in my humble opinion.
It starts to feel as if we had been walking through the dimly lit forest our entire life when Alex spots a house just off the path. I’m surprised he noticed it, since it blended into the surrounding forest beautifully because of its grey-ish brown color of aged wooden planks and a roof that appears to be covered in dull grey green moss. It honestly looked more like a rustic cabin that humans might build than like the fairy homes we had passed earlier on.
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