Deepwood Weald just a drop of water in an endless sea

i do, he admitted with a smile. 

he let silence fall between them for a few moments before speaking again, summoning the ghosts of his past.

once, my mate and i found a place called 'phoenix maplewood,' he explained. and i've never been happier than there. i thought we could go on forever in that place.

adi shrugged. i love the trees, he admitted. sometimes i feel like the open sky holds all your secrets, and they press down upon you. . . 

and now he was waxing macabre. 

sorry, ladki, he murmured. do you like the forest? i remember you said you were from the northern plains.