We walked for hours.
The forest stretched endlessly before us, monotonous as ever. Trees lining each side, skeletal and gray in the dim light, their branches entwined in the same oppressive stillness I had dealt with for days now. The undergrowth was just as unremarkable, the same dull carpet of leaves and roots that had been my footing since the start of this journey.
Time drifted, just as we did. I still made sure to go up into the canopy occasionally to check directions, but that was about all the excitement I could find. I almost found myself wishing for another beast to show up. Any beast. Squall, Tremor, hells, even a Crisis...no, especially a Crisis. I was itching to test out my strength in its entirety, on something other than the ground.
But there was nothing. Just the same old trees, and the same old silence.
And yet… there was something different, here and now. Something I couldn't put a finger on.
