Bramblepoint godless and free

He made it to the forest after a few hours of painful hiking, and his once-injured leg felt like it was on fire. It looked like the early afternoon had arrived, and it surprised Njal to think that he might have walked through the night - he was too agitated to really pay attention, his body as well as his pride being a bit sore. So when he found a haven within the trees, Njal was quick to slump in to their shadow and curl up as tightly as his hip would allow. But he did not sleep. The ache in his body was one thing, but there was one thought plaguing his mind just as aggressively: What the hell do I do now?