I walked out of the friendly, light and happy cottage into the cold and unforgiving unknown called 'darkness'.

The first and most common thing I have to face: goblins.

Which ones are good? Which ones are bad? There are good goblins and evil goblins.

All goblins are greedy. They thirst for gold and wealth. You can charm good goblins with humor such as riddles and jokes, evil goblins, gold, gems and jewels.

There is a section on goblins in my spell book.

"Good goblins are happy to help, but evil goblins like to cause mischief. Go along with their pranks, don't try to obviously outwit them, they will get angry. Green and brown goblins are normally good, red and orange goblins are normally evil. If a goblin needs help, help them. They will reward you for a good deed or get revenge for a bad one." I read  out of the book, then put it in the bag.

I know what to do with the magic crystal! It gives me what I need.

I walked further into the woods with Princess by my side. The crystal glowed, then Princess' leash disappeared!

"Well, the crystal only does good." I said.

I put it in my satchel.

"HELP! HEELLLPP!!!!" I heard a scream.

I ran as fast as I could towards the call for help.

There was a little green goblin stuck in a root sticking out of the ground with thorny vines around her.

"Please help me!!" she begged.

"Of course!" I grabbed my Swiss Army Knife out of my pocket and cut the root slowly and carefully. Princess sat behind me, watching with interest.

I cut the vines surrounding her, too. I helped her up.

"I'm Jasmine." I said.

"I'm Willow. Good to meet you finally.  You're all the Forever Forest has been talking about!" Said the goblin.

"My sisters' names are Waratah, Tarragon, and Linneae. We might find them. I want to help you!" She said enthusiastically.

"Thank you so much! It would be nice to have a companion other than a puppy with me." I giggled.

"If we find my sisters, they can help us. But we can't be seen by Astilbe, Bergamot, or Jonquil. They don't like people working with goblins. They think we should keep to ourselves. My best friend's name is Fennel. He tries to help, but most of the time he ends up messing things up. He's really sweet  though." She said.

"Ah. I have a friend like that, too." I said.

We kept walking through the woods.

"Look! Will o' the wisps!" Willow cried.

"Whoa...!" I stared in awe.

We followed them.

"Hello." said a voice.

Who is that? It was a young girl, around my age.

"What is your name?" I asked her.

"Cordal." She replied sweetly.

"That's a pretty name." said Willow.

"Wait... Cordal... I recognize that name, that's-" I trailed off, then snapped out of it. I grabbed Willow's hand.

Princess started growling and barking.

"Princess!! HEEL!!!" I screamed. "WILLOW WE HAVE TO RUN, NOW." I whisper yelled.

"Wait, what?!" She said confused. "We just met her! She could help us!!"

"NO WAY! WE ARE GOING NOW!! SHE'LL KILL US! WE HAVE TO RUN"

"Why?" She asked.

I payed no attention. I snatched her wrist and began running as fast as I possibly could.

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-Zo