The journey through scarydark had been long. Bunlings kept stopping and peeking behind them to make sure the strange mirror creatures were not following. They didn’t. Eventually they decided that Faireland magic kept them in the Mirror World and relaxed.
“Maybe they’re not mean? Maybe they just look all grrrr?”
“Like Matshan?” Bunling flopped his ears thoughtfully. Maybe the Mirror Creatures would be full of good magic too when met.
“Ys.” Both bunlings paused to consider this possibility, then shook their heads.
“There was no critters near, only bones. That’s bad grrr.”
“Yas. Not a weff in sight. Or even a birdy.”
“They can stay in the mirror. No need to hlp out!”
Happy with their decision the bunlings continued following the gigantic glowing mushrooms that towered over them. The corridors were long and dark, but eventually their noses caught a familiar scent.
Hopping turned into zooming as the bunlings followed their noses straight into the bazaar, and into the carrot container, the true golden treasure of the Bazaar Dungeon.