Blackfeather Woods Why so serious?

Laughter ensued while Atshen's fire rose. No words were uttered, no sounds other than that of Keelut's amusement. There was nothing that his brother could threaten him with, not a single way to bring him back to sanity... The shrooms were making effect.

The poor lighting became even worse, and a pump of light in tandem with his heartbeat made every image so confusing that Keelut chose to shut his eyes off. There were only sounds and scents, his brother's voice became a blur of echo and a pink velvet tune started sounding. It was a female's voice, it was singing. It was Anna, Keelut was sure, and her presence suddenly made everything serious again.

The laughter stopped, Keelut's breathing was inconsistent and he was still, staring off into the distant darkness with blank eyes as he muttered her name in a botched stutter.