Blackfoot Forest in case you're thinking of escaping, before you wake, i'll take your horse

will close in three days if no response.

She had drifted away from the tethers of the tarn to the eastern regions. She knew not where her wandering had taken her this evening. A new place, although she was almost certain that they had passed (perhaps simply skirted around) this great forest in the search for Sobek. Another deep plunge with an emotional knife into a wound that she swore would never heal.

It was with a willful ignorance that she chose to ignore such thoughts for now. There were more things to be admired in the night. Like the gentle mist that threatened to lull her into slumber with its patter against the tree tops. There was comfort to be found in her loneliness this night. A wonderful thing, in truth.

Still she could not rest under the comforting canopy and be coddled by the soothing sounds. Although she did not know where she might be off to, she could not stop. This was not where she was meant to be.