It was weird, packing my things and leaving. Though it wasn't like I had many things to begin with – just a few extra clothes Fetheion had given me, and a sword.
It took me a while to adjust to being alone after spending two months with him. It was weird, but freeing. I had missed being alone in the wilderness.
I didn't fly, I wanted to walk. Not because flying was tiring, but because this part of these woods was beautiful. Despite not hiding my presence at all, I could see wildlife everywhere. Large butterflies approached me, sometimes even used me as a resting place before moving on.
It was oddly calming – it made me feel like I belonged here. Nothing seemed to fear me, but not because I lacked the power. It was almost as if they were used to me. Or, perhaps to my predecessor.
As night approached and the sun began to set, I decided to make camp by the narrow, shallow creek.
