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BPV

I walked cautiously towards the band of light; it seemed to call my name.

The enchanted place that was secure behind the blinding light drew me closer.

The forest snapped, bent and moulded to my movement as every step I took changed the forest in a slight but recognisable way.

The thorns from the bushes scraped against my bare feet as I realised that flip-flops were not the best idea.

The path I had left was already starting to reform, growing again, but stronger this time. I turned back, forcing my sight from the opening, to gaze at the forest that had stood in between me and the new adventure that was blocked by this mysterious light. It seemed like a sheet of a million diamonds were glistening beyond the opening, the path came to an abrupt end as I reached the parted trees.

It took me a while to gain the courage to step into the light, the gloomy shadows of the forest were familiar and the contrast to what I had been walking through to what awaited me beyond the light was fascinating, I couldn't hold back any longer. My left foot rose as I cautiously stepped over an old rotten root that had been uplifted.

The light hit my foot before it even touched the floor; the feel of the heat that caressed my toes shocked me slightly; the feeling of the soft grass when my foot finally reached the floor made me laugh, as the tips of the long damp grass traced the lines in my foot my right foot quickly joined the other. Suddenly I was standing under the clear blue sky. I walked to the centre of the pool of light that was illuminated by the midday sun.

The meadow I found myself in was breathtaking, oval shaped and dotted with dainty wild flowers. It was like a fairytale, I could hear the sound of a trickling stream behind me, whilst the birds sang overhead, creating shadows that danced along the grass. I was awestruck; the warm gentle breeze brushed against my cheek. I closed my eyes to take in my surroundings, listening intently. I concentrated on the flowing stream and the bird's song.

It was a quiet giggle that came from somewhere under the dense shade of the canopy, the sound was sweet but it didn't quite fit in with the beautiful meadow. I heard it again; it was louder this time and lasted longer, I was almost sure of the direction that it came from.

I took one step towards the sound. I found it hard to walk away from the meadow but soon enough I was back under the cover of the forest, it didn't take me long until I found another small opening, it wasn't as pretty as the meadow but still quaint, the trees loomed over in a small circle, blocking the sun, the overgrown bushes were crawling out of the forest reaching for the centre, it was darker, more intimidating than beautiful, but I wasn't fully concentrating on the new clearing but the little girl who was sitting in the middle, she had her back to me so I couldn't see her face but her bronze curls bounced as she giggled.

She was holding a doll, it looked like a wolf, talking to it as if it were her best friend, I took on step closer not making a sound, or so I thought, because as I did her face snapped around so that she was facing straight at me her deep brown eyes mirrored mine. She was serious, a slight trace of fear flashed across her face, but it wasn't at me it was like there was something behind me that made her so scared.

Suddenly the girl was standing, the movement took me by surprise and I stumbled backwards. The girl tilted her head to the left and giggled at my surprised reaction. She took one slow but sure step towards where I was standing, her bronze curls bounced on her shoulders as she skipped forward leaving only a small space between us.

Her hand reached out towards mine, without thinking I put my hand in hers, her soft fingers closed around mine and she gently tugged at my arm, I followed her helplessly, she led me through the forest, glancing at me occasionally, I felt insecure as if she was judging me, her eyes held a million questions.

She looked so frightened I was scared to talk, in case she ran away from me, I was never her main focus, she seemed to be looking behind me pulling me away from something not towards. I tried to focus on where I was placing my feet, dodging the brambles and roots, I could feel her gaze burning on my face every time she turned to me. With every step I took my surroundings got brighter, I could tell when we were close to another clearing as a few spots of light littered the ground as we walked slowly forward. It was the smell of newly cut grass that made me instantly look up.

It was then that I saw the cottage; it was beautiful and so quaint it made me curious.

The little girl let go of my hand as I started to walk forwards, I removed my flip flops and placed them on a rock, the feel of the cold grass beneath my feet was soothing, I stepped onto the cobbled path and walking cautiously towards the front door, I tripped on one of the rocks that formed a part of the path and couldn't help but laugh at my clumsiness.

The front door stood proudly facing north, it was a medieval styled door, carved into one of the sides was the word Welcome the door seemed so very different compared to the sweet, perfect cottage that it belonged to. The sky was dull and black against the cream cottage that was surrounded by pink and white wild flowers. I suddenly noticed that the little girl was still standing under the shade of the trees, I turned to look at her frightened face, she smiled at me but it wasn't full of courage but of fear, fear for me? Fear for her? I couldn't tell.

I was about to offer her to come and join me but she quickly and gracefully fled back into the security of the trees. I wasn't sure what made me glance away from the forest that the little girl had returned to, but the curiosity of what was behind the door took hold and it made me notice that the door was ajar, I closed my hand around the edge of the door and traced my fingers along the detailed wood work.

I gently pushed the door open further, hidden behind the door was a beautiful old fashioned living room, detailed wooden chairs circled an old oak dining table, sitting on top of the table was a beautiful bouquet of flowers that I instantly recognised as the ones that I had seen in the meadow. The fire pushed out from the brick fireplace and licked the air that surrounded it, grabbing at the metal fireguard.

There was a sweet smell of vanilla in the air that glided around the room. In the corner of the room was a black door, I walked far enough until the door was in reach; I fiddled with the beautifully decorated handle as it glistened where the light touched it in my hand.

I turned it right and then left, the door refused to open, frustration crept up on me as the curiosity fought with it, I pushed against the handle, a faint click broke my frustration and the door swung open, it banged against the wall. I used the banister to catch myself before I fell forwards down the dark stairs.

The room was pitch black, my eyes tried to readjust to the new surroundings. As I walked into the darkness it seemed to engulf my sense of sight. I walked forwards feeling with my hands, I felt a cold smooth wall block my path, it shocked me at how small the room was as the darkness made it extend on forever. Panic rushed through me and the only shred of light that had come from the door disappeared. I ran trying to find the stairs, but I only ended up falling over my own feet, I pulled myself to one of the walls, hugging my knees I buried my face into my arms and sobbed. I had never been so scared in all my life. I sat there letting my tears run dry, I had no sense of time but it felt like hours.

Ok, well this is my first fan fic.... Plz review! I am rather nervous plz be nice although constructive criticism is welcome! :D x