Island perspective, by Chloe Smith
Mindy had been lost in the enchanted forest for hours. Footpaths seemed to go in circles. On the edge of her hearing was what almost sounded like laughter. As the sun reached its zenith then began its western descent, a gnawing hunger tore at Mindy’s gut. She needed to rest for moment; afterwards she would look for berries or other edibles.
Mindy sat on what looked like an old railroad trellis, but there were no tracks in sight. Relaxing with a mighty sigh, she began to look around to gain her bearings. Maybe if she followed the setting of the sun it would take her back to the castle.
Settled on her plan, Mindy noticed something bright on the ground to her left. She stood and walked over to what she recognized as morel mushrooms, except these morels had a golden glow to them that almost looked like sunshine. Her stomach twisted and growled with hunger. Against her better judgment, Mindy pulled the seven mushrooms from the ground and sat back on the old trellis and began to eat them.
What Mindy didn’t realize until too late is that the trellis was not a trellis, it was the mouth of a giant forest troll, and the mushrooms were enchanted bait. Mindy became very tired after eating the mushrooms and curled up to sleep. Chomps and crunches echoed against the watching trees.
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