[ He's quiet for a moment, chewing a bit nervously at his bottom lip, debating just how much he should tell this woman about Cabeswater -- he doesn't even know how he remembers the name, but it's right there on the tip of his tongue, echoing over and over in his head in a voice that's both familiar and foreign to him. Like one that he's heard a thousand times before, but can't seem to place how, where or even why.
A magical forest where the trees speak Latin, where time bends and doesn't follow rules, where things can appear and disappear with nothing more than the right thought. Sure, it sounds a little crazy, but so was waking up in a town where you remembered hardly anything.
What did he really have to lose? ] It's a forest. [ He pauses a beat to shake his head. ] Not just any kind of forest, though. It's uh... Magic.
[ So, saying it out loud does feel a little silly. ]
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A magical forest where the trees speak Latin, where time bends and doesn't follow rules, where things can appear and disappear with nothing more than the right thought. Sure, it sounds a little crazy, but so was waking up in a town where you remembered hardly anything.
What did he really have to lose? ] It's a forest. [ He pauses a beat to shake his head. ] Not just any kind of forest, though. It's uh... Magic.
[ So, saying it out loud does feel a little silly. ]