Still hand in hand we trekked through the wood. It was quiet. Weirdly quiet. I had to strain my eyes to hear the faint rustle of leaves.
I think Lars noticed too because he seemed to grip my hand tighter.
After a few minutes we reached the foot of a large hill. At the top stood a massive pine tree, the top gently swaying in the wind.
"Why've we stopped?" I asked quietly, still wary of the silence in the woods.
Lars looked embarrassed, he let go of my hand.
I looked back at him, confused.
"Cal I-... I have to tell you something." His voice shook slightly.
I grabbed his hand back, now used to the feeling.
"Hey," I said, squeezing his hand reassuringly, "after how much we've been through already, you can tell me anything."
He smiled slightly, then puffed out his cheeks and blew out a long breath.
"Ok ok, just, please don't scream."
I smiled at him like he was being silly.
"Well.... here goes nothing." He said, the suddenly, before I had time to process, he pulled down his trousers.
It took a lot of will power not to scream.
Instead of legs, Lars had hooves and, well, really hairy definitely-not-human legs.
I stared at the legs, then at his face, which was blushing hard, then at his legs again.
"What the f-"
"I'm a Satyr." He sounded bored, as if this fact didn't please him.
"I... ok well, could you tell me what a satyr is exactly?"
I feel bad now, that was probably quite insensitive. Whoops.
"Half-goat, half-human." Again, that tone in his voice, it pained me to hear him speak that way.
Once again I grabbed for his hand.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked him.
"Just, I wish I was normal, being a satyr is, different."
I looked at him, slightly lost for words.
"Not sure if this helps but my legs always get cold?"
I'm not great at motivating people as you can see.
Nevertheless he laughed a little.
"Let's get you home." He said, sounding happy again.
Home. That would never not be weird.
Suddenly I noticed something.
"Hey! Since when we're you taller than me?"
He laughed that wonderful laugh and leant in close to my ear, which he now had to bend slightly to get to, his warm, sweet breath tickling my neck, causing me to shiver.
"You ever heard of magic?"
Wow okay that was kinda saucy.
I've already started writing next chapter so should be up soonish. :)
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ActionCalypso Nordaway is bored. For about 5 minutes. Then comes Lars, her ticket to madness.
