I was strolling down at the gardens when I noticed a pair dark eyes from the shrubbery that separated a forest and ATI staring at me.
Cold washed down my spine as I recalled Cirdan's warning of that morning about always carrying a friend with me when I walk through unfamiliar grounds. He seemed not forget that I have only one friend that I would not monopolize his time. I was not that selfish.
And from all that I have experienced in faery, I was willing to bet that whatever those are, they will not be friendly towards me. I was trying to act as calmly as possible while I still went about, this time trying to act like I was more interested at what was being seen at the side closer to ATI. I couldn’t very well turn back and start heading back to the gate which I came from, that would be
