The Hidden Kingdom

Chapter 4

She led us onto a worn path through a semi dense tree covered area. A bit further in, we passed a neighborhood of houses packed together. It was a beautiful sight. The houses appeared to just belong there as if nature had just created them along with the sinewy trees. Those houses were a deep mahogany, and ivy grew up the sides. To say it was breath-taking would have been an understatement.

My pace had slowed to halt. I felt the need to see if it was real. To see if it wasn't just a figment of my imagination, but no, it might have been more than that. It was as if inside there was something calling to my very nature. The only way I could begin to describe the sensation would be to compare the pull I felt to a sugar addict locked in a room with a piece of cake in full view......

Just then, a door opened to one of the houses as a guy with dark brown, disheveled hair and a short red headed girl exited. They looked so at ease- like they've lived there all their. Their steps were full of confidence, and their saunter never faltered....until he noticed me gawking. There was no reason for shock to register on his face, but it did. Maybe he did so because I was a foreigner and these people could just tell. Yet, if that was the case, the elderly lady would not have appeared to us as she first did.

Now the slender red head had joined, but her gaze was filled with poisonous daggers. Why were they looking at me like I was doing the impossible? OH! I realized with embarrassment that the reason they were staring at me like that was because I was openly staring at complete strangers like a psychotic stalker. Quickly, I cast my gaze downwards and resumed walking. I didn't look back as I hurried to catch up with Elana and the generous old lady.

After walking for what seemed like eternity, we finally reached a two story house. This house, however, was unlike the houses that seemed to have been carved out of nature itself. This house, on the other hand, was much more modernized. It was just like any other home one could expect to walk past on a any given day. The elderly lady then dug in her side bag for a pair of keys. Eventually, she managed to pull them out and unlock the front door. She walked in, and so did we. Her home was warm and smelled of chocolate chip cookies. How strange. She motioned for us to enter and sit down in one of the wooden chairs in her kitchen. We obliged. With her eyes full of concern, she softly asked, "What would you like to know?'

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