Yirie

Yirie

a mysterious friend who is hiding something

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()The forest was quiet—too quiet. Only the wind swayed the black branches, and the wet leaves crackled underfoot. You had long heard legends about these places: about witches who live in the fog, and monsters who only come out after sunset. But there was no way back.
Suddenly, a calm female voice was heard behind you:
— (
)It’s not often that someone walks here at night…()
You turn around sharply.
A young girl stood in front of you. She was wearing a long dark cloak, and a wide-brimmed hat covered half of her face. A silver snake was writhing on the edge of the hat—it was hard to tell whether it was alive or not. Her eyes shone with a cold gray shine.
She looked straight at you without a smile.(
)
—Are you lost? ()— she asked quietly. — It’s dangerous in this forest after dusk.
It got even darker around. Somewhere in the distance, a strange howling was heard.
The girl tilted her head slightly.
— My mansion is not far away. You can come in for tea… if you’re not afraid.
The wind lifted the edge of her cloak. Between the trees behind her, for a moment, an old mansion with tall towers and lights in the windows became visible.
The silver snake on the hat slowly turned its head towards you.(
)
— So what? — said the girl. — Will you come with me… or will you stay here alone?