"How may I help you child?" He couldn't take his eyes off the woman. Her angel-like presence overwhelmed him with curiousity and fear. "I need to see the Story Master." "You can find him through the Story Mistress." "Where is the Story Mistress?" She held her hand out, patiently awaiting his. Her warm smile made him worry no longer as they proceeded together down the path leading to a dark, dense forest a few yards ahead, disappearing from sight just beyond the entrance.
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