I’ve always been down for a bad boy. But what about a big, bad wolf? I’ve also always been interested in the idea of myths and magic.
Growing up in foster care, never having a real family apart from my childhood best friend, fairytales basically raised me. I was obsessed with them. Because if fairytales were real?
Maybe true love was, too. And happily-ever-afters.
To Charlotte Linden, the idea of someone actually wanting me besides Goldie was so fantastical that I had no problem believing anything else was possible.
So when a deep-dive into a message board online led me to learning about the forest of Blackmoor? I just knew I had to try my luck. Three days in a legendary forest and the promise of a wish?
Sign me up. Magic is real. Monsters are real. Monster hunters are real. And fairytales… they’re real, too. You know how I know? From the moment I walk into the dark woods, I’m living one…
