I followed the trail. It let me to a little bridge. The kind you’d find in no ies. The kind 8 year old me just _knew _fairies lived at.

i promised my sister Emersyn I’d take her while mom went to work. And I did just that. I have to admit, i was scared to go alone, and Emersyn gave a sense of comfort. Although she’s younger, she does have some fight in her. Emersyn started telling me her view of it.

She said trolls used to briars it. Said the only way was to tickle the trolls. (They _HATE _being tickled.) Then once you entered, it was a beautiful kingdom.

“Don’t be fooled,” she continued.

“it was beautiful, but war left and right.”

i was intrigued.

“Vikings! Elves! Sirens and Leprechauns!” she went on.

She talked a lot with her hands, which gave me an even clearer view of the story. As she went on, the night snuck up on us, and we had to start heading home.

The more she said on our way back, the more she reminded me of my younger self.

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(Not my best work but i’m posting anywaysss)