Fairies of the Dark Forest

“In the Blackwood, no one goes into the deep alone. If you meet a fairy, you definitely won’t like it. But it will like you—very much—at least, in terms of taste,” limping Patrick likes to repeat. Everyone knows he’s not only a miller, but also a wizard, so he knows what he’s talking about. But what if trouble still happens? Don’t wait—go to the wizard. Afraid? Then go to his students. They may be young, but they know their craft. And their souls haven’t gone stale yet; they’re always ready to help. Especially that one there—the redheaded with freckles, with a flute…