The Mystery Child Seen

a stared back at her, the girl's eyes filled with a sadness that seemed to transcend time. E

then that she noticed something she had missed before-a tiny key hidden in the locket's clasp. Her heart raced as

und, the mention of a hidden path and a veil between worlds. Could the key be connect

he saw the locket, and he took it from her with trembling hands. "This belonged to Lila," he said,

"Do you know what the

hapel on the edge of the woods. It was built over an ancient burial ground, a

place of danger, but she knew she had to go. The silver-eyed chi

he woods seemed darker than usual, the trees casting long shadows that seemed to stretch towa

overed in ivy. The air was thick with the scent of decay, and the silence was op

e roof. The air was thick with dust, and the floor was littered with debris.

utiously, her heart racing. As she got closer, she noticed a small compartment beneath the altar, it

t click, revealing a box inside. She lifted it out, her breath catching in her throat. The box

eart ached as she read them, the girl's words filled with a sense of foreboding. Th

ilver-eyed child was her spirit, bound to the woods by unfinished business. But what was keeping her

matter the cost. The woods held secrets, a