‘Where are we going, Janie?’
They were far from the main path, moving deeper into the forest.
‘I told you, to the Other World.’
‘Are you sure it’s this way?’
‘Yes! Look there’s the Elven lair.’ Janie pointed at a massive, gnarled oak stump.
Jack smiled and trailed after his daughter.
‘And what’s in this other world?’
‘Small folk and magical beasts. It’s in here.’ Janie disappeared into a small cave.
Jack poked his head in.
‘Janie?’
It was empty.
‘Are you coming?’ Janie asked.
‘Where are you?’
‘You have to believe, Daddy. Think of a unicorn and step inside.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
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