We keep on with our journey through a thick forest situated in an indeterminate place in the European geography. We haven’t passed anything with flesh and blood for quite a few days. Just bark and wood.
Since we accidentally bumped into the amphibian maida week ago we haven’t found any clear traces of magical beings, but the strange feeling of being observed overcomes us constantly and for the last two days we know that we are not alone. Someone or something has been rummaging through our bags while we were sleeping. Through all of them but the bag with the iron buckle. It can only mean one single thing: fairies.
While we checked if everything was allright, Raúl accidentally took a picture.
Since we accidentally bumped into the amphibian maida week ago we haven’t found any clear traces of magical beings, but the strange feeling of being observed overcomes us constantly and for the last two days we know that we are not alone. Someone or something has been rummaging through our bags while we were sleeping. Through all of them but the bag with the iron buckle. It can only mean one single thing: fairies.
While we checked if everything was allright, Raúl accidentally took a picture.
Everything points out that we are indeed not alone.
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