It was a quiet spring day and i had just begun organizing photographs from a recent holiday when i received a letter from my friend Toxy. She asked me to come over for a light meal of potato soup, corn biscuits, and tea. The road from my house to hers could be a perilous and expensive one but since i hadn't been out for days, i decided right away to go.
I put on a pair of socks and my cherry slippers and took a parasol and my handbag. It took longer than expected to get there, but i was only robbed of $5. When i arrived, dinner was ready so we ate immediately. I enjoyed the tea especially because i am all out of Earl Gray and i miss it.

After we ate, we decided to take a walk. When we realized we'd forgotten our parasols, we knew we were in for an adventure. After successfully braving a meadow filled with a number of gnomes engaged in some rowdy sport of theirs, we stopped by the river to rest. Toxy informed me that it is one of the few rivers known to go "back and forth" and is quite a natural wonder. 
We felt compelled to go into town, which meant climbing a great tower of stairs in order to get through the city gate. Unfortunately the bottom of these stairs is guarded by a gang of angry youth with brutish weapons.
But, we conquered the gang and continued on our way up the stairs, looking down on them with great triumph. However we
decided to take a different way home.
As we entered the town, we passed a number of shops and sat down near a gazebo. By now, i realized that our encounter with the gang of angry youth hadn't been as triumphant as i thought: clearly, one of them had slipped Toxy some devious potion or cast a spell on her during the battle... for she fell in love with the first lamp post she saw.
We went immediately to visit our friend the Tiger, who suggested a
remedy available at a nearby shop, which we frequented and knew well. But we didn't have any money with us, so he then suggested we try the nectar of a certain purple flower that grew profusely on School Ethelda Street. This did the trick, so we waved our thanks to the Tiger and went on to the church. Everything was still in place from the last time we visited. We didn't go to the Convent that day and only stopped briefly by the Narnia Door, but we spent quite a lot of time sitting under the
tower. We wondered if there might be someone held captive up there but never really got to investigating. When the bell tolled, we thought we had better leave.
As we stood up, we suddenly realized we'd grown much smaller than before. We looked around in wonder, but since there didn't seem to be anything we could do about this, we kept going until we found the red brick path that would lead us home.
When we were almost there, i pointed out a mysterious looking pathway that led down under the city gate. Toxy had seen it before, but had never seen it without a heavy gate blocking the way. That day, it was wide open.

"We should go down there," she said. We set off in that direction right away. When we had not walked very far down the road, we found ourselves in a mysterious, ancient forest. Behind us, we could still see sunlight at the entrance, but we kept going. We realized we were approaching another branch of the back-and-forth river. On the far bank, an elf boy sang as he walked along, carrying a couple buckets on a pole. We avoided attracting his attention.
When we reached the river, we crossed over on an old bridge. I'm afraid my friend is a bit of a vandal, and could not resist writing her name on it with the juice of some berries she found nearby.
By continuing on that same path, we soon left the ancient, enchanted forest and entered the cluster of estates just outside the city wall; only a few odd trees scattered here and there, with twisted trunks or jet black leaves, were left to give any indication of the strange forest nearby.
Upon arriving safely home, we realized that we'd somehow returned to normal size. So we treated ourselves to some delicious ice cream and called it a day.
The End