Hey every one…Sorry it took so long to update but I was busy reading other people's fanfics and doing homework (at the same time). The poem said in the story is Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken. While it was a clichéd choice I couldn't find any thing better, so forgive me! I hope you like it… The story picks up from here on out.
-TiskTask
Allie looked around, stunned. Below them was the labyrinth, stretching out as far as the eye could see. She could see the castle far off in the distance. It had towers with turrets, massive walls, spires and domes, a portcullis and drawbridge; just as a castle should have. It was sitting on top of a sharply rising mound. From what she could tell it was grand, but not flashy.
She turned and looked upon the hill they were on as if the Labyrinth didn't concern her, but deep inside she was groaning. What have I gotten myself into? Allie wondered. As she looked around a tree caught her eye. From its branches grew an old wooden clock with thirteen hours on it. "You have thirteen hours in which to solve the labyrinth, starting now. I suggest you get started." Said the Goblin King from behind her. She jumped and then turned to glare at him, but he only smirked in reply.
Fine be that way. She thought at him. Fine, I will. Answered a voice in her head. She jumped again, but this time turned and ran down the side of the hill towards the labyrinth; not wanting to see if the voice was his.
Allie underestimated the steepness of the hill and because of that she fell after going only a few steps. She ended up rolling the rest of the way down, getting scratched up by the thorn bushes she rolled over. When she finally stopped it was at the base of the hill. Not even in the labyrinth and already getting beat up. She was to dizzy to know if she had thought it or if it was someone else.
She got up after a few false starts and faced the labyrinth wall. It was a typical brick wall with little bushes at its base that had fairies flying around them. Remembering that Sarah wrote she had been bit by one, Allie decided to avoid them. She turned her attention back to the wall, only to find that was exactly what it was, a wall. Where there had been a door in her dream there was only wall. "What the… That's not fair!" She said angrily. "There should be a door there!"
"Really, 'That's not fair.'" Came the Goblin King's voice from behind her. "You and your mother both…I really want to know what your bases for comparison are." She turned to face him, to angry to be scared. "You cheat! There was a door there and you moved it!" she yelled at him. He was sitting on a rock with a smirk on his face.
His eyebrow lifted at her words. "You children seem to take far too much for granted. Maybe I should take my winnings by default, since you seem so eager to give up solving my labyrinth?" He made it a question and instantly Allie's anger fled and was replaced by panic. "No! I'll do it!" she shouted. She faced the wall and bit her lip. "You'll see." She muttered.
Okay maybe I am taking too much for granted. She thought, looking carefully at the wall. I know there's a door here, I just can't see it. She looked left to right and found two cracks, exactly the same on different parts of the wall. There she thought. She closed her eyes imaging the door in her dream so she could make sure it was in the right spot. When she opened her eyes she was no longer looking at the wall, but at the door from her dreams.
She smiled and turned back to the Goblin King, sticking out her tongue as she did so. "Nanny, nanny, boo, boo." She said. Allie turned and walked into the door way, her blissful manor disappearing as she recalled her dreams. Snap out of it Allie. That's what he wants you to be…To afraid to try to solve the labyrinth. She thought shaking her head.
Allie carefully looked in. There were only two directions to go, left or right, just as she had seen in her dream. She faintly recalled a poem she had once read. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could to were it bent in the under growth… She looked down both ways but saw no end or turns in either of them. She looked back behind her and saw the goblin king watching her calmly, waiting for her to make a decision. "Which way is chosen the most." she asked not really expecting an answer. He looked surprised and then amused and pointed towards the right path way. Allie promptly turned the other direction, muttering softly to herself, "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference." Hoping it would for her too.