Haunted Wood Are you on the square?

Time had flown by, leaving only traces of the being Death was when he first entered this realm. As his siblings fought for dominance, Death kept rather quiet and drew into the shadows for observation. He did not desire, if one so young even could, the power that came with being the top dog. He had yet to truly befriend any of them, yes, but in no way was he going to approach them himself.

Now steady legs brought him to the entrance of their world, from the inside looking out into a world of colors.