Adventure!

The weight of Thorn's new great sword rested strangely on the yearling's back.  The presence of a sword wasn’t new but one made of steel instead of wood and one of such massive size were still great things he was growing accustomed to.  They were a whole year old now!  This had to be celebrated in more ways than a party!  

Thorn had come with Dusk to the wraith's woods.  How can anyone not want to come to such a place as this?  He’d heard there were rumors of curses in regards to one's soul or getting eternally lost or some such rubbish but Thorn wasn’t one to believe in exploring ever being a bad idea.  Nor was there any enemy he was going to run from, including nature.
There was a low-hanging mist in the air this morning.  The sun had been over the horizon but still climbing when Dusk and Thorn had reached the entrance.  The sun was hidden behind some clouds from what Thorn could tell when looking past the branches of the many trees.

“So Dusk, what do you think?  Will we be able to find enough fun things to do here if this is some ghostly maze and we get trapped in it?”  The boy grinned at his sister before looking ahead again, “I wonder what all does live here.  Fun spot to visit but I can’t say I’d want to spend most my time here.”

"Thorn Carpathius"