You follow the directions the old lady in town gave you. The sound of the wet ground is unnerving as you pick your way carefully through the dense marsh. Over a barely standing foot bridge and past a long deserted cabin with no roof, you stop to steel your convictions, it needs to be done and you have to do it. You trudge through a forest of marsh trees, tripping over roots that seem to grab at your ankles, and finally reach the clearing in which stands an unnaturally huge marsh tree, rising up from the ground like a tower. You circle the base of the tree and find the knot that resembles a face, carefully you place the 5 gold into the hole like you were told. The mouth snaps shut and a door appears, you step in and begin going down an endless flight of stairs. You reach the bottom landing and your heart is pounding, and cold sweat is running down your neck, but you step through the lit doorway. 'I have been expecting you. Please sit down and have a cup of tea with me, while you explain your problem,' she says with a coy smile on her face. Done in gouache and ink on hotpress illustration board.