Torn

The other realm

We ride in darkness for a while until light in the distance enlightens our path. Before we knew we were surrounded by a dense forest, too dense to continue our travel by car. Mark parks it and we get out to continue our journey on foot.

While we walk through the woods, I glance at the moving tree branches, the blossoming flowers, and the birds that serenade us. The cool wind takes my troubles and thoughts away, so I can enjoy nature's beauty. Mark's  enlightened smile tells me he does the same. As we step through a clearing, I stare at the other creatures that realm here. From the elf children who are braiding flowers into the tree branches to the centaurs that pluck the fruits off of the trees. Once they notice us, they stop their actions and nod their head at Mark and Ian. Unfortunately enough, I don't receive a warmhearted, silent greeting only frowns, blank expressions, and judge full eyes. Mark huffs in dismay and wraps his arm around me as we reach the small bridge by the lake.

We set foot on the bridge, it grumbles, and small bricks roll off of it before a small, thick guy lays eye on us. 'Ay, Master, You returned.' the troll roars. 'We did, yet only for a while, Alzim.'He sighs staring at the calm water of the creek. 'A journey with a purpose?' a calm voice speaks from behind me, I turn my head and my eyes get drawn by the silver locks of an elf.

'I see, you brought your passion project as well?'The elf gestures at me. I roll my eyes and glance away. 'I thought elves were peaceful people. It's unlike you to judge others, Elas.' Ian states while caressing my back. Elas huffs and shakes his head, the many entwined beads in his hair twist and turn, reflecting the sunlight onto me. 'We're here to introduce Sky to the others. So, please... Keep your temper.'Mark says seriously. 'Good step ahead, to meet the coven before you join it, and I was the first... hehe. Makes my day, indeed. hehe.' Alzim chuckles. I gift him a kind smile in response.

'Excuse me? She, In our coven... You are a most hilarious guy, Alzim.' Elas replies. 'No jokes, not me.'Alzim mentions. 'If I recall correctly our coven thrives on the help of our loyal brothern, my lord.' Elas states.Mark nods. 'Correctly.' he answers with pursed lips. 'I don't see how our coven, village, or even our silver lake would be helped by... her kind.' Elas scoffs.A cold wave flushes over my being, taking away the little curiosity I possessed.

'Only time will tell.'Mark replies offended. The village bell chimes four times, Ian nudges us and steps forward on the bridge. 'It was nice to meet you, Alzim.'I say with a smile. 'Nice indeed, Me first one. hehe. Something to brag about within the stone caves.' Alzim keckles. 'Brag? Gossip you mean, Alzim' Elas growls between his teeth. Mark glares at Elas as we continue our journey into the overgrown village with its wooden and stone houses, playing night creatures, and blossoming nature. Over the grass carpets and passed the luring flowers and the abundant fruit trees until we reach the town's centre.