The driver whistled at me, adding an insult to injury to the already brutally cold crispy air. He could have done it sooner and saved me the trouble of having to walk down here. Looking up to him as he was already driving away, I noticed the note on the still damp grass. Of course I marched up, and brushed off the small rock over the envelope.
“Good Luck.”? Do they wish me luck? What the h°ll, good luck?! I need to put an end to some fairy warfare? And what about Púcas? I bit my lower lip in an attempt to concentrate. Three days, then. In the grand scheme of things, it’s not a bad deadline, but for something like this? “I’d say it’s a little delicate.” I mumbled aloud.
He continued on away, always looking over my shoulders, and always watching my footsteps. As I rounded the bend in the path, the sun peeked out, smiling at me.
@CrazyCaliope I hope it’s okay I switched Sage to first person, and sorry for the long wait 
BUT OHMIGOSH THIS IS EXCITING! AWWW I can’t wait!