Dear Sophie

Deadly Enchantments

Flowers. That was my first thought as I rounded the cabin, going behind it. They spread out, covering the meadow like freshly fallen snow. There were all different types, too; carnations, asters, daffodils, snap dragons, tulips. There's dozens more, but I could only name a few. I located Adam, who was laying on an ensemble of cymbidium orchids.

I stood above him, blocking the sunlight. He opened his eyes, and smiled at my annoyed expression. Then he raised his hands, like he was a little kid who needed help getting up.
"Help me up?? Please?" Adam gave me puppy-dog eyes and wiggled his fingers. I sighed and held my hands out to his, letting his fingers grip onto my wrists.

In an instant, the world was turned into a blurring mass of color, and the next thing I knew, I was on the ground with the wind knocked out of me. I took a few seconds to catch my breath, then acknowledged what had happened.

"You jerk!!" I accused Adam, who was full-on laughing. I propped myself up onto my elbow, so that I was facing Adam as I continued to scold him. "You tricked me! That was completely rude, and un-" I was cut off by Adam, who'd clamped his hand over my mouth. His index finger was held up to his lips, which were still smiling.

When I had (totally unhappily) obliged to Adams sudden quietness, he softly pushed on my shoulder, letting me fall back to the ground. We lay in the flowers for a minute, both of us silent and on our backs. Then we started to sink. Literally sink. Right into the ground. Only it wasn't...

I fell onto a soft bed of moss, my eyes wide with curiosity. Adam had landed before me, and he was already standing with his arm extended, ready to help me up. I raised both of my eyebrows at him.

"Ha! Like I'm going to fall for that again." I got up on my own, but not before I noticed Adams hurt expression. I kinda felt bad, but then my eyes wandered past Adam to the vast room we had found ourselves in, and I forgot everything.

It was so... Incredible. The room- no. Not a room, a cavern. The cavern was so unbelievably breath taking that chills ran up my spine. I took slow steps forward, my eyes on the beautiful crystals hanging from the ceiling, creating a multicolored, translucent veil, hiding a corner of the vast room.

I barely registered Adam turning around. An arm, most likely his, snaked around my waist as I kept stepping away from the moss bed. I looked at the small waterfall, of white-pearl water, that trickled from a tiny ledge on the wall. It ended in a small pool at the bottom of the cavern, and I could hear the rushing water, mesmerizing me into propelling myself forward, still at the same trance like pace. Another sound was echoing in the cave, but I blocked it out, along with the small tugging sensation at my stomach.

"SNAP OUT OF IT SOPHIE!!!"

Then I was flying backwards, all of my senses intact again. I landed with an "oof" on top of Adam, who had pulled me back. From a cliff. My chest rose and fell, my heavy breaths in sync with Adams.

He pushed me off of him, and stood up. He ran his hands through his hair then glared at me. "What the heck, Sophie?! You could have died!! What were you thinking?!" Then I was hit with a sudden realization. I hadn't been thinking. At all.

"I- I'm sorry." I managed to stammer, my brain numb from the near death experience. I cautiously crawled over to the cliff, peeking over the edge. I gasped at what I saw, and hurtled myself away from the edge, clambering into the moss bed. My eyes drifted over the beautiful cavern, locating the waterfall once more. My eyes narrowed as I stared at the pearly water, questions running through my head so fast that they were starting to blur together.

Adam looked at me, all the anger melting from his face. "Are you okay? When you looked at that waterfall..." he faltered, closing his eyes. He reopened them and looked at the floor, avoiding my gaze. "I don't know, Sophie. It was like your eyes glazed over, you were in a trance. You would have walked right over the edge of I hadn't stopped you."

The words hung in the air, standing between Adam and I. They were like an invisible barrier, cutting us off from each other completely. Talk about awkward. I cleared my throat, one of the more stabbing questions resting on my tongue. I waited until Adam looked over at me, then let the sentence fall out of my mouth before I could change my mind.

"Why did you bring me down here, anyways?" Adam's eyes lit up like he was a kid on Christmas morning. Just like that, I had destroyed the barrier between us. He took my hand and led me over to a ledge. A small, perfectly circular gem was embedded into the rock in front of us. Adam tapped it twice with his foot, his hand still intertwined with mine.

I watched, in awe, as a crystal staircase shimmered into existence along the wall of the cavern. It led to the bottom of the cliff, stopping just before the curtain of jewels.

Adam and I carefully padded our way down the staircase, me looking at my feet most of the way. But when I did look up, I was amazed and horrified at what I saw.

The waterfalls pool expanded throughout the whole bottom of the cavern. It started in the little pool, then expanded into a frozen puddle, which then rose up to create giant shards, which stood from one foot daggers, to ten foot spears. The shards started about two meters away from the edge of the cliff, then stopped at the wall. The only thing that I could think was how I had almost walked right into my death.

I didn't notice that we were at the bottom until I almost tripped over Adam, who had come to a stop directly in front of the veil. He gave me a crooked smile, the gems highlighting his emerald green eyes.

"This is why I brought you into this cave. Are you ready for this?" He pushed his hands inside the abundance of crystals, and started to pull them back, creating a hole in the veil that was just big enough for me to fit through. I scrambled under the crystals, momentarily blinded by all of the light reflecting off of their shining surfaces. I could hear Adam behind me, the curtain closing with soft, twinkling noises.

Before my eyesight could return back to normal from the brightness of the room, a black cloth shielded my vision.

"You're going to have to wear this," Adam mumbled, tying the cloth behind my head. "If you can't see them, you aren't a threat. When they decide that they trust you, they'll remove the cloth themselves."

I tilted my head, a silent question directed at Adam. "And who, might they, be?" Adam shuffled around behind me, then he linked our arms so that I wouldn't run into (or off of) anything. I could practically hear him smiling as he answered my question.

"Faeries, Sophie. I'm taking you to meet a tribe of Faeries."