Neverwinter Forest are you sisyphus or are you tantalus?

his direction feels aimless because it is. he feels like a lonely planet, left adrift without anything to gravitate to, rotate around. there is only the next day, the next meal, the next hour, the next minute. distrust and anger still nest in his chest, too close to his heart for comfort. without purpose.

still, he tries to center himself with the sun on his back, though it is chased behind large clouds as they drift across the sky lazily.

blocked even more by the shade of the evergreens as he moves towards the heart of neverwinter forest.