He stood at the edge of the dark forest
too scared to walk inside.
He held his breath.
And try to take all his courage.
From within himself to make his
delicate young body.
Begin to walk forward.
His eyes were tightly closed.
On doing this.
Venturing forth within
one might step over that forbidden edge.
And into the dark evil forest,
his mind was telling him. It was to
begin his important adventure.
Looking for this magic stone. That could bring
"his dead parents" back to life.
He had is a powerful torch in his hand. And switched
if on. And scrutinized the forest floor all over.
With no joy.
Just as he was giving up all hope of finding it. Something
caught his eye. A glimmer of something beckoning him towards
it in his mind's eye. He walked towards it. And under some
dirt and moss. He uncovered the magic stone.
He stood in awe. And looking at this for some time.
Then, decided to examine it closer. On bent knees
and on closer inspection. It had hieroglyphics. He remembered
they were called from a recent history class lesson. And
recognised some of these symbols. And decided to do as it
said. Rubbed the stone on either side of it. Like it said.
And says some magical words.