Chapter Fifteen

I looked up quickly to find a small cottage sitting in a clearing. Vines crept up its dark wooden walls. Flowers bloomed in front of the aged windows that were blocked off by red curtains from the inside. A stone path weaved through the thick grass up to the arched door with an old looked grabbled knocker. I shifted and threw on some clothes then waited for everyone to do the same. I lifted Coral with some effort. Believe it or not, Mermaids are not light. She sent me a bashful smile when I huffed. Eli scrunched his nose in protest but didn't try and take her from me. We made our way up the stone path. With closer examination, it had writing in some foreign language scratched into it. It felt wrong to walk on it. Eli grabbed the wide circle of the knocker an