Go through the shamrock door,

maybe you will see emerald leaves falling above your head, 

or birds tweeting and flying around the room.

Go through the sapphire door, 

maybe you will hear hale crashing down to the stone floor,

feeling depression waving through you.

Go through the butterscotch door,

maybe you will be able to feel soft petals,

or thick spiky stems.

Go through the lapis door,

maybe you will be able to taste sea salt lifting from the ocean,

feeling strong fear.

Go through the ash door, 

maybe you will smell smoke, 

while feeling confused.

Go through the raisin door,

maybe you will see candles burning,

or children shrieking.

Go through the umber door,

maybe you will hear pens clicking,

or laptops shutting.

Go through the canary door,

maybe you will see lightning beaming through the sky

or adults looking scared in their house windows. 

With a blink of an eye, something that was found to be a shadow, stood tall. It was Lorlashank, one of the Gorm leaders. His big body was glimpsed by the trio of rabbits. His armour was made of long strips of silver metal and shiny black polish. Nervously, Parker instantly ducked down in the nerves of the Gorm finding them. In Lorlashank’s bulky thick hand was a magnetic mace with tall, sawtooth spikes. The unpleasant and mean goblins had squealed a warning within minutes. The streets were jam packed with Goblins of all shapes, sizes and colours all getting prepared to attack the gruesome Gorm.

With the sound of poison striking behind their little rabbit shadows, the rabbits sprinted as fast as they could. They ran towards the safety ahead and away from the danger behind them. 

After many exhausting hours of running, then stopping, the rabbits feet were aching. “We need to find a place to stay!” said Phoenix. “We can’t go any further.” Relieved, Parker viewed an entrance to a cave ahead of her.

The rabbits peeped through the cave’s entrance. There were white soft cobwebs in the gloomy corners of the caves. But at least it was safe. It looked as if nobody had stepped foot into the caves in ages. They swiftly entered the cave as they were flicking dust and cobwebs of their clothes. Minutes had passed and the rabbits were all too tired to speak. As they were settling down catching back their breath, the rabbits had a calming dinner of carrots, leaves and crackers. 

As they were cuddling together to keep eachother warm, Parker had a thought.

“Did we ever open the parcel from our mother?” asked Parker. 

Phoenix was already comfy and snoring. “Try not to wake her” said Parker as she went to retrieve the parcel. It was quite heavy and big. They were confused as what it could be.

As the rabbits pulled the last bit of cloth, the rabbits glimpsed a shiny and polished sword laying in the box. There was a small piece of paper at the bottom of the box, Parker started to read it, it said, “Ancient Poison: a strong sword that shoots poison from the narrow end of the sword.”

After a scary night’s sleep, the rabbits all awoke and gathered their bags and items that they bought with them and  set off onwards. There wasn’t much left to go, only one last field to cross.The sight they viewed was terrible, it looked as if it was a group of ugly looking creatures from the distance. They all pinched their skin as if it was a dream. They instantly realised this was real. The trio of rabbits equipped all their weapons and got closer. It was the Gorm.