In the morning.
It was a cloudy day. A sea of trees was leaning due to the strong wind. The noise they made drove the birds away. Several dark birds soared through the sky from time to time.
Between the trees, there was a black carriage slowly advancing along a gray path. Strangely enough, there was no coachman sitting in its driving seat.
Suddenly, the window of the carriage was opened by a pale hand, showing a brown-haired young man sitting inside. He was glancing at the bushes with his brows furrowed.
He looked at the left side of the path. There were many trees and bushes blocking his sight.
The trees’ sizes varied. He felt like he was inside a primeval forest.
"Halt!" The man suddenly stopped the horses.
The wheels stopped gradually as the horse slowed down while breathing heavily.
