You find yourself among naked trees
You find yourself among naked trees.
A white cloud has descended to the ground here. The visibility is only a few meters. Fog soaks into your clothes. The muddy ground beneath your feet is slippery and still unexplainably dark blue.
You start to hear conversations. Another hallucination? Does it even matter if any of this is real...? As you are unable to wake up, it seems like this is your new reality... You're trying to get used to this thought.
You are scared, but desperate for help, or at least some answers. The voices don't sound too hostile... Still, you're stressed out.
You reach into your leather coat's pocket.
As you you happily invite tar into your lungs, you take a closer look at the trees. They are old, and their trunks are thick. Their bark rough and cracked, black in color, glittering slightly. This Realm is beautiful in it's own confusing way.