"...Where the hell am I? Griar? Louizon? Unbelievable, I just got there and I already lost the little siblings… Mom would be so mad if she knew that…" Lizi rubbed the bridge of her nose, she had appeared in some sort of small clearing, surrounded from all sides by crooked trees lacking in many leaves, the only sound she was hearing was the distant cawing of crows and the squeaking of branches being bent under the winds.
Not exactly a reassuring place to find oneself in, but the eldest daughter seemed unperturbed, quickly leaping up on a tree, jumping from tree top to tree top like an agile monkey, until she reached what looked like part of a small town.
And instantly, the locals came to greet her.
"Herejak!" they shouted, and since there was no one else around, Lizi raised one hand and waved at them.
Those people were rather numerous and seemed to be just standing or wandering around with any goal, their faces were haggard, eyes dull like those of a dead fish, bodies pale…
