..:The Fallen Fairy Speaks:..
[Entrance from Barton]
Slowly having walked through the forest for quite some time, the presence seemed to be slowly rising instead of the very fast thrill he had received as he had came closer to the entrance of the Forest. It was still at large in him... Being worn out and questioning what it was that he was soon to embark on, Myth saw a slight glimpse of an opening slightly to the right where he was walking. He continued walking, and just when it seemed as if he was about to pursue the exit of the forest it seemed to travel further away from him... The illusion caused him great shock, but he continue alon in pursuit of the forests exit feeling the presence bewilderingly strong. Feeling ultimately tired and worn out as he got closer to the opening, he couldn't fight back the stifled yawn and the closing of eyes, only being jolted awake by a sudden squawk of a forest bird. Fighting back the evident drowsiness he seemed to have he willed it to go away and showed no resistance, and although now at such a slow pace, perhaps stagger, he was unsure, he closed his eyes in frustration and to rid himself of the yawns and lazy strides he opened them yet again as he felt the call ever so strongly and in such shock, he found he was long out of the Forest and was standing at the stairs of a Small Temple.
[Exit to The Main Hall]
