Mia’s Point of View
These woods were familiar as ever. As if they were alive. Their whispers filled the air. As if they wanted to tell me something. Something I had to know. I followed that trail as if I knew every turn and twist of this path; as if someone had written this map in my memory. This forest laying in the heart of Camelot was really unnatural and mysterious, especially at night. I could sense it. Something was hidden in that, which was important to me.
The trail took me to that same lake where I went in the morning. That same turquoise water. The frozen lake. Greystone asked me not to go there, but I had to come. I inhaled deeply. The heavy air touched my bare skin, sending a shiver down my spine. As I walked closer to the lake, my eyes fell on a guy! Standing on the lakesho
