Back in the days when animals could talk, there lived a small village in Ireland around the skirts of a forest. The forest was murky and loathsome, so horrid that the villagers were terrorized of ever going near it.
In this village lived a mother with her young daughter named Fiona. Fiona was a good natured child and was adored by the people in the village. Nevertheless she was still reckless and curious as any young tyke. After hearing such frightening stories about the forest she decided she must go herself.
“Mum may I go outside?” Fiona called to her mother innocently. Her mother met eyes with Fiona as she decided.
“Yes, you may Fiona.” Fiona grinned slyly as she swaggered to the wooden door. However before she could grasp the doorknob her mother interrupted her. When she placed her hand on Fiona’s shoulder, Fiona tensed, fearing her mother had discovered her intention for leaving the house.
“Now Fiona, remember not to stray afar from the house. We don’t want you getting lost now do we?”
“No…” Fiona mumbled as she presented her mother with a weak smile. Without waiting for a response Fiona left her mother in their tiny house.
As Fiona made her way through the village she walked anxiously and felt nauseous. She had never disobeyed her mother’s wishes before. Paranoid she walked with her head facing behind her shoulder feeling the presence of someone’s wandering eyes. Not noticing, she carelessly walked into a fragile old man. Startled she almost fell onto the moist grass.
“I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!” Fiona gasped in surprise.
“ How could you have seen me? Your eyes where facing the wrong way lassie.” The old man chuckled as he noticed Fiona’s expression. Fiona didn’t seem to want to respond to the old man, so he broke the silence between them.
“ Anyway, where are you heading to in such a rush, hmm?” The old man said as he pierced her soul with his old, sharp eyes.
“Oh… nowhere sir.” She answered.
“Don’t lie to me, Fiona.” He said with even more gusto.
“You wouldn’t be headed to the forest, would you? You know how dangerous it can be in there.” He spoke to her with his body turned to the dark forest. Fiona stared at the crippled old man with disbelief.
How could he have known that? He must have been playing a trick on me, thought Fiona.
“I know, and I wasn’t going too. I was going to…um…” Fiona stuttered as she struggled to come with a believable lie. She looked to the ground as the old man turned to face her.
“Well heed my...