59. Haunted
Something tall and golden stepped from the depths of the Cursed Wood; in its arms a child feared lost for days. It waited for someone to dare approach before finally bending and freeing the child.
A gentle push sent the child running straight for the arms of her mother, to be gathered close with a soft cry. The mother stared as the fair-faced one straightened and watched for an endless moment before turning and disappearing once more.
The tale spread that the stories of Eryn Lasgalen were true, and not inventions to frighten children. The old woods really were haunted!
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