Dorothy walked slowly forward with her Bowie knife in her hand and tried to make as little noise as possible on the grass. Dorothy's purple eyes became brighter and she could see that there were many dangers hidden in this beautiful scenery. While walking, she had seen a bright red flower devour a small snow-white mouse.
Suddenly, a dignified voice came from out of nowhere. "Who are you - how did you get in?"
Dorothy said in a respectful manner, "I've come to see the witch, Melonie, God sent me here."
As soon as she finished saying that, she saw the deer hiding behind a tall flower and winking at her secretly. Dorothy smiled slyly at the deer. She had guessed right, the witch really had no idea that the deer would lead people into her hideout without authorization.
Just then, a huge fl
