It was worth the risk!
My hands grasped white as I peered straight up to the moon, glowing hazily. It was beaconing me. Hanging like a treasure in the night sky.
I took a deep breath and made the first step up the swaying ladder that reached up into the inky blue.
The ladder had appeared amongst the swaying golden corn early that morning, as the silent shadow trees watched. They had seen this before but I was happy to ignore the village stories of missing children. I had dreamed this was going to happen. In my dream, what waited for me was well worth the risk.
Allana
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