The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue across the tranquil landscape. However, the air was chilly as Winter had finally arrived. It would not take too long before the people of the Seelie Empire would be seeing the first snowfall of the year.
Annalise stepped out of the back door into the backyard and headed toward the magical oak tree, her heart pounding with anticipation as she approached her secret hideout. The hideout had been her sanctuary, a place where she could connect with herself and the mysterious powers that she possessed, and immerse herself in the mystic energies of the world.
As she neared the tree, she noticed an unusual silence hanging in the air. The chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves had ceased, replaced by an almost eerie calm. Her instincts told her that something was not right but still, she didn't feel the presence of any sort of danger.
