Haunted Wood There are lessons in life we all must learn.

famine hadn't seen conquest in years; if not years, then months, which was an equally too-long time. he'd done all that he could to find his missing sister, including several unaccompanied excursions to the territory's border. his attempts to cross were always interceded, only fueling his frustration. why was no one looking?

his birth mother had left the scene, but famine didn't mind. he'd become used to spending most of his time near serem and her twins anyway. the child wandered alone with his thoughts until noticing the dark woman's approach. he ran to her side, rubbing against her chest, and waited for his new mother to say something.