There was something about the way the trees looked in the dimming light. Something eerie and undisturbed, yet distinctly wonderful. Maybe it was that she’d never seen it before that her curiosity won over all instincts to run. Maybe it was the overwhelming sense of nostalgia she felt, though she’d never been here.
And from between the trees something winked, sparkled, and vanished into the dark.
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