A sharp icy wind blew silently through the misty forest. Freezing the poor helpless children walking through it. Dark shadows consume the little light that got through. The two little siblings walk deeper and deeper into the jungle. Inch by inch into the worst night of there lives. "I'm scared." whimpered the youngest. The oldest said nothing to his youngest sibling knowing he's feeling same way too. "Hansel?" the young girl ask. Finally getting the courage to tell his sister the truth, turned and answered. "Yes Gretel?" "Are houses made of candy?" Gretel asked. "No silly. Houses can't be made of candy. What kind of question is that?" Hansel replied. Gretel raise her finger towards the edge of the woods. A dim light glowed from the path. Both stared. Neither one believing there eyes. Candy.
Lolz, smiley face, have a nicer day!! :cute: