Post by Κομμα on Sept 10, 2011 12:12:10 GMT 7
"In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees, and the voices of those who stand looking."
The sunlight that manages to penetrate this part of the forest glows off of the unearthly mist covering the ground as far as the eye can see; it's a breathtaking sight, but it can get quite disorienting. There's no path upon the ground, and landmarks distinguishable to the untrained eye are few and far between. The trees aren't very social either; they seem to like tripping outsiders that wander through their home, maybe snagging their clothes, and they only listen to residents of this wood. The mildly amnesiac faun that lives here is normally amiable enough to call them off and point you in the right direction, but he certainly isn't the only being that calls the place home. If you don't know your way already and you aren't lucky enough to meet a nicer resident, odds are you're going to get lost. Tread carefully.
