#memo 04

“So like, have you ever been wandering in the Mistwood before? Properly wandering I mean. I know I live a little out of the way, so more of like an aimless amble... I know it’s not exactly safe...”

Not safe at all by the great many things she’d been told and the few things she’d seen herself. Typically, she was afraid of everything, and dark monsters lurking away from civilisation was way above her incredibly low fear threshold... But there was something about a forest that just made her feel... More.

It didn’t feel like there was anything too close to them right now at least. Still, she drew her backpack a little tighter, taking care with the precious cargo. 

“Oh so you can’t get inside? Terrible fate really, but I’ve always struggled with the thought of having to use doors. Any kind of entrance, really.”

While she thoroughly didn’t enjoy the cold, she did enjoy things that sparkle. She was wrapped up considerably well, and this kind of temperature was the only time she wore nearly this many clothes.

“Not a problem, darling. I’ll have us inside in just a moment.”

With a flourish, because of course there was a flourish, she used her tendrils to create an oblong shape of darkness into the crystal surface which quickly filled in with that same rippling shadow. With all the considerable confidence she had she strode forward.