A Visit To The Sorcerer

The long, black cloak I was wearing belonged to Damon but it did well enough to swallow me, making me unrecognizable. I hurriedly made my way deeper into the forest until I sighted the large tree that I was headed towards.

I moved faster until I got to it, its numerous branches were rich with its production of leaves that hung lowly, completely shielding whoever stood beneath it.

I shut my eyes and focused on the scene. I had been there only once because it was dangerous for me and Mother, but still, I was going to try my best to recreate it in my mind if I wanted to be there… I needed help.

Slowly the scene came to mind - the small village the sorcerers family Mother came from had built for themselves and soon, the imagery enhanced itself in my mind. I could smell the fresh water from the stream Mother and I had appeared in front of for the first time we had teleported there, I could hear the humming sound as the wind blew the trees, and as soon as I felt something, my eyes snapped