Esme pov
"CHILDREN!, SLYVIA!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Only the echoes from my voice answered my call. It was hard to make out anything in this thick mist. Bumping my head into a tree trunk I winced from the pain. Just where are they?
Suddenly a dark figure approached me, standing idly a couple of meters it was hidden under the mist's smoke.
"Who are you" I demanded crouching low and alert. From the minute the mist appeared I felt another presence approach me. Still, I couldn't make out if they were friends or a foe. Deep down I hoped it was one of the guards that had heard my distant cry and approached.
However, I was still on the outskirts so what would a guard be doing this far from the border?
No answer came from the stranger, rather they approached closer to where I stood. A certain creepy air revolved around them.
"Stay back I wouldn't want to harm you" The mist lessened and I could make out a bit of who or what was standing there.
