you find yourself in a dim forest.
the trees rustle above and around you, whispering their greetings.
the air is broken by a chill breeze, but your dream avatar only feels comfort at this.
up above, the sky seems to reflect that of evening or early morning, with enough sunlight to see, yet no su n
you spy a disu sed path winding around the tree trunks, so overgrown you scarce ly see it so m uch as feel its serp entine flow
be hind you, the p tal you s epped from gl ws g ey blue in i fra e
i s ce er wh rls l az ly aw iti g your re rn to the por al r o m. . .