After a recent storm, I was hiking through the woods. The storm had felled some old trees. A path had been made though the thick overgrowth I wondered into this new area. It was cooler than the surrounding forest,
I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Then a flash of light. I thought it was sunlight reflecting off the leaves. Then another flash of light. This one was moving.
I saw a ball of light weaving through the forest. I followed it. Soon I was in the mists of the Fae.
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