The next morning, life went on as
normal. So after her morning chores, Les went out to the woods as she
usually would. She made her way out towards the old cottage, lost in
thought. As she drew closer, her thoughts were interrupted by shouts
that did not sound at all friendly. Les slowed her pace and crouched
down, so as to not be seen. Hidden behind a bush, she observed a
foray just in front of her destination. A tall figure dressed in
purple and black robes was shouting at the house in words which she
didn't quite understand. Not sure if the shouter was speaking her own
language or not, Les pressed in closer to try and listen more
clearly.
Softly, Les tried to step closer
without being seen, and creep behind another hiding place in better
hearing range. Her heart raced and she told herself she should
probably go and leave this ordeal behind her. As fast as she could,
she darted behind a large tree and listened more intently.
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