The sun shone brightly through the autumn colored leaves and they gleamed like golden treasures.
The magic forest was alive as ever. The trees whispered stories, though their language was unknown. Their wisdom was ageless, as they remembered all those who passed here. The travelers who shared their stories with the forest were rewarded with the safe passage to anywhere they desired, the so called Fortune's Way. Some chose to sing, others recited epic poems, while most preferred to talk about their adventures.
This traveler had seen many magical places, forgotten libraries, hidden temples and much more. Continuously exploring with pockets full of trinkets and scrolls, excited to share them with others. The world was full of breathtaking mysteries and rich history waiting to be rediscovered many centuries later.
The traveler and the companion finally reached the forest clearing. In the distance they saw a castle and joy filled their chests, as they were almost home. It was just as they had left it, magnificent as always, perched on top of a hill, where the highest tower peaks oversaw the forest tops.
The fox stopped in it’s tracks on full alert, as a deep grumble sounded nearby. A magical creature woke up from its deep slumber. The dragon’s eyes blinked curiously a few times as they focused on their surroundings and they noticed the two. The traveler approached cautiously, knowing that moving forward was the safest course of action. He rummaged through his deep pockets for a leftover lunch and placed it on the rock next to the creature. As the dragon ate the lunch, they continued on the road, but a little down the road he turned back to discover that the dragon wasn’t there anymore. Little had he known that he’d soon be joined by a new enthusiastic companion along with the fox.
