Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu

      The girl closed her eyes slowly and opened the two quickly. As before, it was silent as if only a shadow from a short sleep. There were no more strange drifts around his tent and only the sound of crickets could be heard.

      Lenia picked up the flashlight from inside the backpack, opened the tent slowly and turned on the flashlight and closed the camp. Flashlights are pointed in all directions of the forest. The girl stepped like she was interested in the direction of the cascade. From a few steps to making it stop, something felt like watching from behind the top of a tree. A sure step, a cynical look as a supporter of courage. Her hair was already a little messy. The legs stopped, cascading as if making a mysterious look to him. Flashlights pointed to all sides of the cascade. Keep your eyes on the rocks.

      The girl stared at the shadow of herself in the water, a thing that would never be possible at night let alone the position of the flashlight right in the shadow. Clearly visible from the shadow formed a hand outstretched towards Lenia and made the girl realize. Before the hand touched his foot, he ran. Touch marks leave white mucus on the stone.

      Noiseless, wordless and no matter what, all Lenia knew just had to run for now. Stopping the steps, the sound of breath gasping and hands holding on to the tree. The sounds of birds were mixed with the wild sounds of other beasts on the mountain. Rumblings occur on every tree. He aimed the flashlight at one goal in front of him, for the camp.

      Times and times and several times he ran, the girl's position turned around, and returned to the same place, "this tree!" Staggered. Sweat drips, hair ties fall on the ground. The girl did not even care about her curly hair. Running is fear and camping is the best protective path for him. Back in the starting position, hit the tree and lean back. The handle on the flashlight weakened, when it almost slipped out of the hand, a light beam of his tent visible from the left side. A best chance.

      Lenia thoughtlessly ran towards the direction she thought was camp. The girl's feet stopped when the light she saw turned out to be a magnificent palace made of gold. The tree changes shape into the same colored fence. All the trees look to form a long road, even the roots are neatly spread as a carpet, a combination of brown and green. Lenia swallowed the saliva and turned around. Behind him two black creatures were seen by him in a cascade, approaching. The girl remained in position. An old grandmother from behind Lenia was seen shaking her hands to form a black mist and making the girl weaken. His body fell on a slowly moving root, the gate opened itself and brought the grandmother, two black creatures and Lenia's body in. The gate was closed, the old grandmother changed into a beautiful girl with long hair, wearing a long dress open from purple fur, gold decoration on the crown, necklace, necklace, the belt and the circle of the bracelet are the same snake-shaped, cobra.

      Special flower-studded pool. Once out of the snake girl's hand, Lenia's clothes fell on the stone floor. Lenia can only blink her eyes. His body was placed slowly by two bodyguards into the pool and left only the head in a half-asleep position on the poolside rocks.

      Some ladies bathed Lenia. The girl seemed to obey.

      On top of the throne shaped two reindeer back to each other. Golden deer with four horns. A handsome man with a golden crown in the shape of a rope knot, long white hair falling on his stocky body, pointed ears, a wistful eye gaze and a handsome face embedded clearly. Wear a thick white fur robe, fabric twists and gold trousers. In her hands of the palm, "how does my bride, Kalia, think that being the queen of the serpents is important to me?" Staring at the palm in the golden glass in his hand that emitted a small white smoke.

      "It's very interesting and we have prepared the man for my lord Uria Roles, but my lord Uriah from the smell" Kalina stopped the sentence. The glass changes shape into a palm and drips in the hand.

      "To be a girl or not is not a matter of human origin!" Flat expression.