Snowforest Taiga sileadh

RO to detail madness! didnt PP anyone along in case they had their own plans! single replies welcome <3

a month after his talisman had been taken, and lestan still had not come to the creek.
he had gone quite mad, truly now, and fully; he explored the pockets of coastal region with single-minded intent, ignorant of @Elodie or @Swordfish or @Bonario, if he was followed; only @Blossom's presence could have broken him from it, and only for a time.
he did not eat. he barely slept. 
he followed the witch and her familiar, and he heard the bone amulet crying out in his dreams when he did pass out from sheer exhaustion.
hatred and anger carved hollows into his face, sank his eyes; his stutter was gone now, for he hardly spoke, and when he did it was in that blackened monotone.
the taiga spread before him now, and he shivered, feeling a deep grief clutch him. glancing frantically back toward the shoreline, lestan forced himself into the unfamiliar terrain, searching for any hint of the woman or what she had taken from him.

elodie followed.
she watched this strange man as he descended down, down, down, further and further into a spiral she did not know how to relieve him from. so much as looking at his face exhausted her on his behalf.
there was no obligation. she did not need to be here, did not need to spare helpless glances to the empty sky and stay swift at his hip with ragged breaths and swollen feet, and yet she did.
he was mad for this. perhaps she was too.