[Poggio]

Robin bent down picking up the book, listening to the narration. As he walked the world changed again. Before him there was a little cottage and a woman that looked a like his mother. He jumped but had no time to process the thought as she quickly pressed a basket in Robins hand. She grinned pushing a few locks of snowy hair out of Robins hair. “Please take this to your grandmother. What ever you do don't stray from the path.” She kissed him on the cheek disappearing back into the house. Robin accepted the basket. His eyes traveled around till it found a path. He opened the book to continue to read, as he walked down the path.