He had disappeared. He was gone. He had disappeared without a trace. Spirit Wood had taken him. The cursed, twisting trees looked still on the outside, but on the inside it was a maze. A maze controlled by cheaters. She had to go find him. She knew the woods were cursed, those who entered never came back, but Fin never believed, he thought it was a myth. A thin, half layer of snow still lay on the ground like a torn blanket. However, despite the cold, she still walked on. She had their supplies, their remaining scraps of food and their spare clothes but Fin had nothing. It was a flat landscape with no landmarks, no way to tell where you were. Everywhere looked the same. Tall trees that reached the sky with a pale, silvery bark twisting and turning. It was all the same until she saw a tree stump and heard a rustling from near bye

Quick as a flash she turned around, she swore the scenery looked different, yet she shook it off, she turned to the tree stump again, now there was a strand of something, shimmering in the moonlight. She stepped before it and stole it, she waited in anticipation waiting for something to happen… but it never came. Until she heard a voice, ‘’Ivy, where are you!’’ It was fin and she wasn’t mistaken. ‘’Fin!’’ She screamed before running forwards and falling with a bump. She looked up ‘Fin!’ he was stood right in front of her. ‘’Come on, lets get out of here.’’. They ran towards the lake. Across from it was the moors! Ivy knew what to do, she grabbed the sting out of her pocket and realised, it was never ending. Perfect! She grabbed some spare branches and tied it into a raft. Realising what she was doing Fin helped. Together they pushed it onto the icy water and climbed aboard.

Hours had passed, and they had finally reached shore. They had gone down the river to reach the rolling moors. They stared at the scenery around wild cows, bluebells, roses and tons of heather. But they could see their finish line. The castle on the hill. Its shadow looming over the countryside. It was noon by the time they got there, they were stung with nettles and aching for walking for hours. At first they wanted to sleep but they had to push on.

They stepped into the gloom of the castle. The door looming in front of them, it was huge whatever creature lived there must have been huge. As if on command, the door clicked open. The children stepped inside, the roof was a glass dome showing the glow of the moon witch couldn’t quite be seen, but they didn’t have time to marvel at the castle since a large creature stepped in front of them. It was tall and skinny, its body lurching to the left and its skin a sickly pale colour. Its eyes blank, yet it knew exactly where there were. Quickly, Ivy grabbed the string out of her pocket and ran circling the creature. ‘Distract it!’ Ivy mouthed. Fin did as she said. Ivy continued to race circles around the demon. Before pulling the string tight. The monster fell to the floor. ‘’Its time to kill!’’ Fin ran to Ivy and looked in the bag, the shining dagger sat in the case, and you can guess what happened next.

Snow pounded down on them, drowning out all previous signs of life, the ivy, wild roses, and bluebells had disappeared into the void of starch white. A blanket of snow, had formed and it was getting, deeper, thicker, and holding them back. Their hands were red and trembled. Yet they still had to move forward. Hours past, yet the blizzard still persisted, and so did they in their search of a normal world.

Their skin ached, and they wanted to collapse, they wanted to be at home, they wanted to be safe. Out of the blue, they saw it a small cave, dripstone hung from the ceiling, and it was damp, but it was shelter. Despite being exhausted, the duo ran towards the cave entrance, holding back their final breaths. Before collapsing on the hard, cold grey floor of the cave, panting. They’d done it, they had made it through the maze of trees, and the snow. They were wet, damp and freezing, but they had found shelter. They felt drained, emotionally and physically, but they knew sleeping on the stone cold floor was bad, so together, Oliver and Piper set up camp and slept.

It was early in the morning when, Oliver finally awoke but Piper was still asleep. She didn’t stir. Oliver was starving though after that night, so crept out of his sleeping bag and crept towards the cave entrance. Outside it was mystical, the forest looked enchanted. I guess that’s why they call it spirit wood. The snow from the night before hadn’t melted. It was like a lake of pure white. Quickly he ran back inside and dressed into his winter boots and put on his mittens and hat. He was going hunting for food. Unfortunately, they didn’t have the resources to get meat so they’d be living of fruit and since it was winter, citrus was in season. So he wandered when he heard a fluttering sound he looked around, Citrus! He ran to collect it. Then there was a crack, he spun around again. The rock he was just sat on had gone. Instead the was a completely knew part of the forest. It really was a maze.

When Piper had finally awoke, she noticed Oliver gone. He’d gone missing. She knew of the forests enchantments, and how no one came out again yet she had forgotten to tell Oliver. The forest would be conjuring a way to keep him stuck, left to wander endlessly. There was no way to escape. She packed up her stuff, backpack, water, clothes… there was no food but there was rope, she knew why Oliver had left and she knew just how to help him escape this world of nightmares.

The Stormycorn

The Stormycorn, which is known for its rarity, has started to slowly reveal itself to the world a little bit more. So far, this species of Unicorn has generally always been hard to study due to its rarity however this creature is a beauty. It has the fascinating ability to create the sound of thunder just by neighing. As well as its rarity, almost all Stormycorns are provoked easily making them increasing hard to study. For more information on the Stormycorn, read on!

Habitat

Originally, it was unknown were this amazing creature lived. It has now been discovered that they live in Mountainous are of the UK, some of these areas are the lake district, the cairngorms in Scotland and other similar areas. Most of these areas have heavy rain however it is not a surprise the ‘Stormycorn’ likes this weather.

Appearance

Another factor, that increase its rarity is the fact it camouflages into its environment, it has a thin, grey coat and wide, oval hooves so it can travel across the rough terrain of the mountains. It has a short, coarse mane and tail that comes in the shade ash, battleship grey and black coral. A part of it body that stands out is its unique horn, instead of the traditional shape, they have a glowing horn in the shape of a lightning bolt as well as large, leathery wings like a bats in a dark shade of black witch it uses when hunting to fly from area to area in search of food.

As you can see, not much is known about this beast since it is going extinct, if you ever see one its best to keep it a secret and back away.

What is old? The world and its creatures, time in its whole, and a fossil,

What is young? A flower re-blooming after a long winter, a baby lamb, the birth of spring.

What is hot? The heat of a ghost pepper, dragons breath and a seatbelt in the summer,

What is cold? The frost that melts in the afternoon, a long winter night and a friend who left you behind.

What is loud? The bleeping of a car, sirens in an emergency and and a kettle squealing,

What is silent? The wind whistling, a clock ticking and a silent snail.

What is fast? A cheetah chasing its prey, a Ford Mustang and water racing,

What is slow? A snail upon a leaf, the clock ticking and a sloth

I’ve never sung with a celebrity in London, but I have sung on stage a Gillibrand primary school,

I’ve never beat a curious cheetah in a running race, but I have beat my friends on while on my skateboard while we race down our street,

I’ve never seen a flying shark, but I have seen a frog hidden behind a statue in my backyard,

I’ve never befriended a buzzing bumblebee wearing black boots, but I have met many friends who all buzz with happiness,

I’ve never been on the Titanic, but I have been on a floaty in a pool on holiday in turkey,

I’ve never been on an aeroplane that flew to the moon, but I have been in a Ford Mustang that took me to KFC,

I’ve never seen a star that glowed as bright as fire, but I have touched a fake yet crystal clear diamond that broke of my old, toy crown,

I’ve never swam through the Great Barrier Reef alongside a trio of dolphins, but I have sat in a hot-tub with my cousins at centre-parks,

I’ve never climbed to the top of Olympus Mons on the sauna like Mars, but I have climbed the tall, old, oak tree in my back yard while it waves at it’s faded reflection in the window,

I’ve never seen the northern lights sparkle across a pitch black sky, but I have seen the tinted, white lights come from the street lights upon the motorway as I drive past watching the cars dart past like cheetahs sprinting towards there prey,

Ive never experienced the extraordinary, but I have experienced lots of fun.