This is not clean
I’ll keep digging down deeper in you
Until I find what makes you scream
the thicket is dense and deep, bushes and brambles grown into tangled snarls of foliage that thread their way through the massive tree trunks. the babbling brook is deceptively lovely- the villagers have every reason to warn travelers against seeking refuge in the forest, no matter the pursuer. the woods are home to all manner of creatures strange and foul, and humans that are worse, from black-hearted thieves to witches in candy houses, with magic and nightfall both on their side. you enter the woods at your own risk, and should you survive, you will never be the same.
När Alvkungens rike faller samman V
"Jag är skogen och skogen är jag. Vi delar samma öde, samma liv och samma sorg. När skogen blöder, gör jag detsamma.
Likt mitt rike skall även jag falla, när min domedag är kommen.”
”I am the forest and the forest is me. We share the same fate, the same life and the same sorrow. When the forest bleeds, so shall I.
Like my kingdom, I shall also fall, when my day of judgment has come.”
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