To my son Tristan, you are the sweetest boy and are a hero in my eyes.
Chapter 2: Antler Woods
Tristan and John continued to travel past the border and into the Land of La
La. As they walked Together through the woods called Antler Wood, due to the thousands of deer
that lived there.
The trees were massive in height and width, you could probably climb one of these trees into the
clouds if you were brave enough to try.
As they traveled into the woods, they began to hear a faint noise, a whimpering. Something was
crying. "Lets check it out," Tristan said.
The two began to sneak towards the noise the best they could. The closer they pushed through
the forest, the darker it got. The farther they walked, the louder the noise, until
finally as the suns red glare was barely shining, and shadows bounced all around, they finally
found the noise.
A fire was lit and on top of that fire was a black cauldron filled with greenish water as the stink rose up into the trees. It smelled like skunk but worse. In front of the giant pot was a witch, dressed in a black cloak and a long pointy hat. You could see her eyes, bright yellow, piercing through the darkness but nothing else.
Near her was a giant cage that was full of wolves, wolves that didnt seem to he happy as they growled and tried to smash the cage open.
Several giant pumpkin headed monsters began to pace around, most likely guarding the witch in case the wolves got loose.
"Fire higher, fire low, give me the power to Grow!!!" the witch screamed as her cauldron
erupted into a giant green cloud, she began to laugh..
Tristan and John watched closely and decided it
was time. "I have an idea. If you create a