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Approaching the edge of the woods Withrbaen was thinking about how long it had been since he had left the safety of the green illuminated canopy.
It was a long time ago, for sure.. Just how long..?
After a while he concluded it must be a little over 5000 days and nights. And now again he will face the open sky, without trees all around him.
The layer of leaves on the ground grew thinner. The distance between the trees became bigger the further Withrbaen went. He didn't appreciate it, he knew now that he hated to leave his home, his world.
To the last tree that was close to him he spoke;
'Goodbye my home, my sanctuary,
I will be back someday I hope..
Facing this journey is necessary,
With new problems I shall cope'
Those were his words, and after just a little while he started walking, away from the forest... Away from his home... Away from that which he loved most, but could no longer stay with, he had to solve the problems he caused,
'and I will' he thought. Towards the vast, open plains he went... Towards the starry sky. Towards civilization and people..
He had almost dug a small pit to rest in for the night when he smelt a fire, shortly after he also saw its slight shimmer. He stopped moving, and thought for a while. If these people at the campfire were aggressive, he'd get into a lot of trouble approaching them, however should they be friendly... He decided it would be better to approach them with utmost prudence. Acting as humane as possible, walking on only two legs, slowly moving towards the source of light and the smell of burning wood.
As he slowly, very carefully walked into the ring of light, he saw 4 beings, of which one appeared to be a highly magical being the other three appeared to be more human, one of them looked like he was very cold..
'A good evening to you'
He softly exclaimed, as easing as possible, like the people sitting there were wild animals. He now observed them awaiting their reactions, ready to fight if needed...