If you need to hear the end early, you can tell me.
But anyway, for three days and three nights, Vasellia travels into the forest. By the third day, the webs were so dense, it really wasn't much of a day at all. But just as it got so dark that she thought she couldn't continue, she saw a deep, troubling red glow ahead.
As she walked towards it, what did she see, but a beautiful cottage, with lovely window trims, and an inviting porch. The whitebrick of the house had been stained a cheery pink, and wonderful smells wafted from the chimney.
Now, this all would have seemed so nice, if it weren't for the little fact that the cheery house sat on a great pair of raptor legs, and that the walk way was lined with the skulls of children, from which a bloody red glow lighted her path.
Clearly, this was the home of Dinache In The Woods.