CHAPTER 1: THE BURNING EYE
Perched high up in a twisted oak tree, Flynn swept aside a wispy spiderweb and peered through the branches with a sense of disappointment. Lifting a spyglass to his eye for a better view, he studied the bungalow in the distance. It just wasn’t as impressive as he thought it was going to be. To be honest, he expected the Witch’s Hovel to have a more Magical feel about it, but this empty cabin covered with spiderwebs didn’t seem to possess any Enchantment at all.
Flynn lowered the spyglass and refocused his tired eyes on the dusty plains surrounding the abandoned Hovel. Thick spiderwebs covered the entire region in a crisp, white blanket. From afar, the silky webbing seemed to move about like shifting clouds in the sky, but Flynn knew this was just the movement of millions of spiders endlessly building more webs…