There were many things which Telets didn't understand about the Academy. For one, he didn't understand why it had to have so many time runes put on them.
But now, that was not the important part! They were trudging through a forest which looked like the backyard of the Grim Reaper!
He had to be on his most attentive!
He looked at the greenery. It was all wrong, he told himself, as he made sure that Adam and Tom were behind him.
The grass was green, yes, but it was also orange… and purple.
Poison apple purple!
Telets had nearly been killed by one of those. Only for his stepmother, Tamara, to take it from him, as he was cutting it up, and throw it down a well… the well of the witch who had tried to kill him.
She had loved him more than anything. Telets wondered if he was ever going to see her again. If he was ever going to visit his father's grave ever again…