intersect and a passageway is
available between the two dimensions. Usually the opening is brief
and nothing goes through the passage, but sometimes the dimension
gateway is open longer and occasionally people, animals, birds and
insects from our dimension pass through to Htrae. Likewise,
sometimes things from Htrae pass through to our earth. This is why
sometimes you hear stories of monsters, unicorns, ghouls, witches
and all sorts of strange creatures having been spotted in our
dimension.
Jennie and Lori had passed through one of
these openings by accident a couple of days before. They were best
friends heading out on a camping trip on a bright sunny Saturday.
They were hiking a trail that they had hiked several times before
and planned on staying a couple of nights in the woods. As they
were heading down the trail the wind came up fast and then a bright
flash of light. All of a sudden, Jennie and Lori found themselves
on the same trail, but it was different. The plants were strange
and there were two suns in the sky. The girls knew something had
happened to them, but they had no idea what it was.
After a short distance down the trail, Jennie
spotted a strange looking house across the field. It was almost
rounded, like a half dome, made of wood and stone. The girls
thought that they would stop there and try to find out where they
were and what had happened to them.
The door to the house was short, only coming
up to chin level on the girls. They knocked on the door. They heard
the door unlock from the inside and then slowly open. Standing in
the doorway was a little elf. He had long hair and a kind looking
face with a big smile. He looked at the girls with an expression
that seemed to say, I know who you are. The girls started to tell
the little man what had happened to them when, in the middle of the
story, he interrupted and finished it for them. He explained that
this was not the first time that some disoriented strangers had
came down the trail and he knew that they had come through a
doorway, a doorway that they could not go back through.
The girls looked at each other with a
concerned look when in the distance came the sound of the most
terrifying howl they had ever heard. Lori looked at the little elf
and asked what that noise was. The little elf said that it was the
howl of the Nicren. “The Nicren,” he said, “are the most terrifying
creatures in Htrae. They are very big, very strong, very fast, very
ugly and eat any type of meat.” The elf pointed to a nearby hill
and said that on the other side of the hill was a valley of large
trees and on the other side of the valley was another hill. These
monsters lived in the valley woods. He continued, “There are two
types of these monsters, one was called the Grizzle and the other
type was known as the Grazzle and their both equally mean.”
The girls asked the elf how they could get
home. The elf said, “Well there is good news and bad news. The good
news is that a passageway opens one day after the passageway you
came through closes. The bad news is that the passageway is on the
other side of the valley of tall trees…where the Nicren hunt.”
The girls got exact directions to the
location of the other passageway and then asked the elf if he could
tell them how to get around the Nicren. The little elf told the
girls that there were some small bells that could help them, but
they could find the bells and how to use them over at the building
on the hill where the town hardware was sold. The girls thanked the
little elf and headed toward the building on the hill.
As the girls entered the building they saw
another little elf behind the counter. The clerk asked if he could
help them. Jennie and Lori said that they had to go through the
valley and they needed some bells to protect them from the Nicren.
The clerk pointed to a shelf on the far side of the store. The
girls went over and picked up two small tinker bells. As they came
back to the counter they asked
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