I spend what feels like hours venturing onwards, towards what looked like a sign of life but to be honest it was probably only around half an hour.
As I walk into what seems to be as small village. No one. Empty. This village is empty. Deserted even. I wander up and down the bendy pathways searching and scanning all around me for some sign, any sign of life.
I almost give up on my search for help when I see and elderly looking man leaving an adorable little thatched cottage. I run up to him,
"Excuse me! Excuse me sir! Please? I need help," I cry. He stops and waits for me to walk up beside him
"Your mortal yes?" He asks me, not looking at me still.
"What? Yes of course I'm mortal? Isn't everyone mortal?" He has me completely and utterly confused until I spot the tell-tale signs. Cat like eyes, long pointed ears and gnarly fingers. He's a faerie. He's a faerie. Oh. My. God. I'm talking to a faerie.
"You're a faerie? So you're immortal? How did you know I was a mortal straight away?"
"My dear, I am all and all I am. I know everything there is to know."
"I'm sorry what? No that's scientifically impossible. No one can know everything!"
"That is where you're wrong. You arrived here after you started to read a book that you had borrowed from your local library to read while you were at your dad's over the summer as there is no library there. Your name is Juliette, yes? And the book is called a war of hearts, yes?" I nod at him, "and you ran up to me hoping that I could help you get back to the mortal world. Am I correct?" I nod. How can he know all of that?