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It had started on a brisk autmun afternoon, just like many others I can now often recall. Nothing at all to indicate what would nothing short of change my life forever. My childish instinct to wander had taken me far from my home, miles from anything familiar, into the deep, forest behind my home.
But my desire to get away was so overpowering that I paid little to zero attention to my surroundings. Only that I wanted to go away, far away where I wouldn't have to listen to the bigoted insults of my fellow children.
For those of us who are not only young, and have an unusual imaginations is usually enough to keep parents on their toes. But throw untrained magical powers into that cake mix and you will stir up a whole mess of trouble. And that's what happened.
The soft sighs of a pair of curiously playful Air Slyphs who had followed me made themselves known in my ears. As we played games with the colorful fallen leaves on the path making me feel somewhat better. After all how could one feel bad when they had such magical playmates as they? When something, to this day I couldn't tell you what it could have been. It enticed me to look up ahead for there was a clearing of trees that cast long shadows in the noonday sun.
Those things had stood there long before even I in my childish wanderings had happened upon them.
Ages upon eons, compounded by milleniums and centuries. And I but a young girl of seven had found them or rather as I liked to think in the years since then like many other wonderful things in my life. That they found me.
And what's so special about a bunch of ancient trees? Espacially in a forest when one direction happens to look like another, which ever way you turn. Well, my dear readers at first glance. Yes, they are quite ordinary until the sun hits them just right revealing, doors! Yes, honest to goodness doors, hinges and all set right into these massive marvels. But these aren't the normal types that every Tom, Dick and Schmo has in his or her home.
Oh, no! In this circle I discovered each one as unique and original as the one beside it. Surely, of clovers and hearts, turkeys and fireworks, and so on but two drew me like none of the others. Side by side these two couldn't have been more opposite, day and night seemed trivial by comparison.
A Christmas tree and firecely grinning Jack-o-Lantern.
Even at that young age it didn't take a genius to realise what I had then. These were the holidays of the year!
I sat down in the middle of that grove and pondered for what I think was almost an hour. Because I was counting the ants at my feet and I'd reached exsactly 1, 672 before coming to a decision that would change my world and those in front of me forever.
What child in her right mind would pass up the chance to explore the oh so rich secrets that now laid within my grasp. I asked of my companions who were still with me at the time, what lay beyond them.
"Do not know," one whispered.
"Always been same," said her sister.
"None come in. None come out," They replied in unison. "Forgotten. Centuries."
The lands beyond those doors called to me like nothing else to the very fiber of my being it resounded. And
I reached out, grasping the first knob completely at random. And thus did my new life begin.
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