Night felt like he was going to have a heart attack. Elizabeth was very curious and loved to venture off on her own to investigate. He had never met one as fearless as she. He wondered where her courage came from and him being such a big guy, why the hell was he so worried?? It was the fear of the unknown that bothered him… that really didn’t seem to bother Lizzy.

He wondered if they were being followed. He would see shadows or felt as if he saw something out of the corner of his eye but would shake it off knowing that everything in this forest was alive.

Not too far ahead was an opening. Night was excited, inside, to be out of this walking death trap. Although nothing had happened he really didn’t feel comfortable staying in there any longer than he had too. As they approached the end of the forests grips there was a curtain of odd colored roses. He thought it strange for them to grow this way but he kept on. Lizzy happen to know where she was going, he was just the muscle for now and so he would do his part to help her in this quest she was given. Night looked over the roses one more time, tilting his head to the side to figure out why he felt funny about them. They were a variation of glittering violets and reds, they ranged in all shades of that family and yet he still felt nervous about them.

As they came upon this curtain he reached out to touch one, before Elizabeth’s curiosity could capture her feet and he pulled one closer to him. Glass… they were all made of glass… His eyes went wide and wondered how glass roses could grow or rather, be made? He wasn’t sure how it worked and the stems seemed to be real… He plucked one from its birthplace and realized that it was dripping its contents onto the ground. His eyes went wide once more with wonder. All of the color in the glass rose had leaked out onto the ground as if the thing had been a container.

Night shook his head and looked a Liz. He gave her the empty glass rose and lifted an eye brow. “What of this? How can this be?”