The days after that went sweetly. So sweet that sometimes Lyria forgot time had passed. She became more accustomed to the forest day by day with the help of the fairies. They had created marks on the trees so they know where they have gone and in which direction, even in the mist.
"You're supposed to draw the arrow the other way around, Margo," Lyria told a fairy in a green dress. "The cave is the other way. The way you're pointing is the clearing."
Margo moved her mouth to say sorry. She scratched the drawing she had done and tried to draw another arrow underneath it.
Another fairy in a purple dress flew to Lyria. She motioned that she had finished drawing the mark and asked Lyria to inspect it. "Great job, Lucia."
It took several days for Lyria to memorize all the fairies' names. Es
