Mouse's Enchanted Adventures

Get a glimpse into one of Mouse’s enchanted tales — a quiet morning that turns into something quite mysterious. As you read, you’ll get to decide which path Mouse and Bat take next. Choose wisely... or curiously.

One early morning, sunlight poured through the windows, casting golden beams across the quiet cottage. The fire hadn’t been stirred. The kettle hadn’t boiled. It was the kind of stillness that held a hint of magic.

Mouse blinked slowly from his cozy spot on the wooden floor. His fur was still puffed from sleep, and his ears twitched at every little creak. Bat hung lazily from a ceiling beam, licking honey off his wing from a midnight snack.

“Katharina and Devlin are still asleep,” Bat whispered. “Not even a floorboard groaned.”

Mouse stretched, yawned, and gave a little paw swipe to shake off the sleep. “Then we’ve got the place to ourselves.”

The two of them wandered into the main room. The old wooden floor creaked beneath Mouse’s paws, and the air smelled of herbs and candle wax. It was peaceful. Familiar. Comforting.

But then… something strange happened.

A flicker. A shimmer. Just beside the coat stand near the back door, the air rippled like water disturbed by a pebble.

“Bat,” Mouse said quietly, “did you see that?”

Bat dropped from the beam and hovered next to him, staring at the shimmer. “That wasn’t here yesterday.”

They crept closer. The shimmer buzzed faintly, glowing just enough to make the wood around it seem dim. The surface of it bent light like a mirror dipped in water.

“Do you think it’s a portal?” Bat asked.

Mouse didn’t answer right away. He stared at it with narrowed eyes. “It’s something. And it wants us to notice it.”

The shimmer expanded slightly, showing a faint silhouette on the other side. Something moved. Something waited.

“Should we go through?” Bat asked.

Mouse hesitated. “We could stay... or we could find out what’s waiting.”

It was time to choose.