Our first stop was clear. Supplies. The village… The town run by this John, they had none of the supplies that either of us needed. Not that I knew what Celeste wanted nor needed. But that was her problem for not speaking up.
Either way after we had left the town, reaching deep within the bowels of the forest, I searched for our own marks. Not long after we were back on track and within my sight was the entrance to the dungeon.
Only there was nothing. Like it had been taken from the very land and rendered asunder. There was nothing left.
Neither the animals whose souls had congregated them towards this location, nor the natural splendor that one could feel within the air. Like the very earth had died within the spot of our arrival and departure.
