Ravensblood Forest there and back again

Away from the seaside cliffs of Dragoncrest, summer passed by. So did vibrant autumn and winter half. I spent the months in solitude, but it never felt that way. A bird's song, a drifting red leaf, a babbling creek to keep me company.

Through stumbled traveling, she found herself in the deeper end of the seaside forest. The crimson tree sap had frozen, and was payed little mind. The corvid's call hardly noticed. A conch shell caught, however, caught the drifter's interest. How did it end up here?

for @Noxir!