Blackfeather Woods primordial state of chaos

@Relmyna

The longer he stayed here, the less and less he felt compelled to leave. Had Mou known of his wandering ways prior to being on the island, he would've laughed. If he could recall the last time he was here among the shadows and the crows, he would've screamed. But it felt more like home now that Maegi had arrived, and he was given time to recover from his ordeal.

Mou was still dangerously thin. He relied less on his medicine on some days, yet others required it, or he felt the need for a larger than average dose. It made the passage of time seem less important. He ate more when he had his medicine, mostly because the meat was laced with it and it was the poppy that he craved. But he was getting better in a physical sense and that was good.

Mentally, the boy wasn't so sure. He drifted from moment to moment, place to place, and would often wake in strange places with nothingness in between. It was like the darkness in the forest was calling to him — a sentience, a force — and he was far too calm about all of it. When he "woke up" this time (which felt more akin to "returning to one's body") he was at a strange new place within the territory.

It was like a monument; he had no way to understand the importance of Nightcaller Temple, having never heard of it before, nor been taught its significance. He woke with a start, and stared at the strangeness of the world around himself like a child taking their first steps.