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“Come on! Can’t you move faster than that!” Drysi whined.
“This isn’t an easy trail,” I argued as Tristan helped me over a downed log.
Drysi grinned and showed off more sharp teeth than I expected to see. “It’s so mortals can’t find the flowers.”
“Can a mortal get into Anwyn without permission?” I asked our guide as I ducked a low branch.
Drysi wrinkled their nose. “No, but there was once, just once, mind you, and that was bad enough. Then Our Lady made this nice path so nobody could get at it again, and they haven’t! Not even the dierth here has seen them, have you?” The little ellyll fluttered a few yards ahead of us and gestured to something around the bend in the path. “And here we are!”
We reached the ellyll and found ourselves standing at the base of a short hill. Th
