A tower stood, deep in the middle of the forest. cracked walls. And vines, engulfed it's texture. And the oak wood door. Was wide open There was a witch, obviously moving inside. Glasses tinking together. Bubbling and obvious sounds, of soft cursers

Suddenly a branch snapped. And everything froze

"Who- who's there?.." the witches voice instantly sounded. Peeking his head out of the doorway. Before fully stepping out. His green crystal eyes. Looking around lightly