The sun was sinking fast.
The trees around them grew taller, and the landscape of the magnificent Akragas disappeared. The way how their surroundings evolved in a snap bugged his mind. He looked up. He could barely see the deepening colours of the sky. The leaves of the giant trees around them formed a dome-like roof above them. He looked behind; his friends walked behind him in silence with a flat look on their faces.
Dad, I hope I'm doing the right thing. He prayed in his mind.
Empedocles kept on walking, shoving off massive blades of grasses in front of him and humming a mysterious series of notes, as if like readying the magical elves hiding behind the tall, perplexing woods, waiting for the right shift in his tone and that signals them to attack and devour them. Also, maybe Tyler was overthinking. He was an over-thinker. He got reminded of himself of that. He remembered how he got stung by a bee and how his mind went haywire that he thought he would get a deadly communicable disease.
"How long do we have to walk?" Hannah asked annoyingly. Amber looked at her. She rarely gets annoyed by just walking a long path. Strange. He thought.
Empedocles kept quiet. He kept his humming as if like hearing nothing.
"Hello? Anyone?" She raised her tone.
Empedocles responded with a soft cackle under his breath and said, "Young lady. You are very impatient, aren't you?"
"I think we're almost there." Pothos interrupted.
"Sounds like you've been here before, Pothos, daughter of the rainbow goddess?" Empedocles responded.
Pothos' expression darkened. He took a deep breath and decided not to respond and drop it instead. Tyler wondered why. He asked if it's true that he had been in this place before. If yes, then why? He decided to shove it down under his throat. With the way how his expression turned, he realised it was best not to ask.
"It smelt like the rain's about to pour," Empedocles said. "Come..." He shoved another enormous blade of grass, revealing a giant fallen trunk of a tree with a door made of woods and glowing metal. He tapped the door three times, unlocking itself. The cracking and slithering sound of the old vines that snaked around the door moving slowly made Amber's spine shiver.
"Yikes! How did you make an old fallen trunk of a giant tree your house?" Amber asked in confusion. "Aren't you bloody scared of the giant woodluckpedes or wilderhorn's worm living inside of this tree trunk?"
"I am not." Empedocles smiled. "Come in. Don't be scared. I know what you've come for." Empedocles entered his house. And so did Tyler and his friends.
Empedocles' humble abode's interior reminded Tyler of a Cafe that he and his mum used to visit a few years back. The ceiling was rugged and covered with glowing green and red moss. His chandelier was made of pure gold, glistening by itself that it didn't need a light bulb or fire to produce light. He looked around; the walls were filled with poetry frames, mathematical problems, paintings of Zeus and Hera carrying a child, sketches of winged suits, and a 3d printed image chimaera.
The atmosphere gave Tyler the Snow White, and the Seven Dwarves feel with Albert Einstein and Michael Angelo's touch. Fireflies also floated in mid-air, and the sound of crickets hummed in perfect chorus. To their left, a cabinet full of sealed jars were filled with magical stuff. Glowing mists, krucstelintfuderum insects, grumple weeds, hugglers, and Wumdereft elves.
"Make yourselves feel comfortable. Would you like some tea or fizzy drinks?" He offered.
"Tea. Please," Amber answered.
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Tyler Harisson Chronicles: The Gryphon's Sacred Blood
Fantasy[this novel is completed] [now available on Amazon and Ukiyosk] REMINDER: THIS VERSION IS OUTDATED AND HASNT BEEN UPDATED SINCE PUBLISHED [Some parts are taken down] Tyler McAdam Harisson had lived his whole life believing that he's such a sore los...
