If she wasn't blind.

I was a young child.

I was often venturing around the city and finding new interesting things. One day I…ventured too far and went outside the city into the forest around the city. I never knew about the forest and was never there and I was fascinated by everything around me. It was that day that I found a secret place. A place that soon after that day became precious to me. I was walking and running around, so curious and innocent. I saw this weird tree and looked behind it, and saw a strange cave. When I entered the cave I remember I was scared as a little girl should be in that kind of place. But after the cave, I saw a broad green and beautiful valley, and in the distance I saw not too far was a cottage. I went there quietly, slowly looking around and smiling at the butterflies and flowers. When I stood in the door of the cottage, since I was a young child I did not yet know manners, and so I opened the door quietly. When I entered I suddenly felt unexplainable warmth. The cottage inside looked comfy and so warm, it was full of gentle colors. The big entrance room was with two couches and a big hearth in front of the couches. There was a wooden desk with ink and a scroll on it, above it was a shelf with so many different looking books. I was so curious, who was living here? I thought. “And you are?” I heard from behind me as I was looking more closely at the desk. I startled and quickly turned around.
It was the time I met him,

It was how I could’ve met him.

If only I wasn't blind.

I would've known.

I would've ran away.