The world felt emptier nowadays.
The skies felt drearier.
The food just didn't taste right.
Marie moved through the forest lazily. She appeared distracted, and she was, but she ducked and wove through the shrubbery with uncanny familiarity. Of course, this was practically her backyard, and she had traversed these paths multiple times within the last few weeks.
And within minutes, Marie was at her destination. The meadow, which had been turned into a ravaged wasteland following the "abduction incident", hadn't yet been restored to its original state. But it had turned just a bit more pleasing to look at. A small hut-like structure, though more robust and permanent in nature, was constructed in the place where the hollowed tree once stood. It was now the "official" entrance into the wisp and slime spawn point within the mountain.
