Enocra Woodland

Pine, spruce and firs alike...
Dense coniferous forests cover the woodlands, with clearings, paths and the occasional wildberry shrub throughout. Pine, spruce and fir make up much of the forest in the east, with the forest becoming swampier in the west towards Mecor Valley. In the west, cypress trees dominate, with fallen trees creating bridges across and throughout the stillwaters.

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furu kaiten de koeru spiido de
iku my way next!!


For once, I'm out and about without my love. Interesting. Yet, haven't I a need to do a little exploring alone, myself? After all... if I never did in the first place, where would I be then? Would I have never found my beloved? Would I have even been who I am today if I stayed holed up in the little world my mother tried to raise me in?

Where would I be?

The very air today is humid, warmth flooding through my veins, my pelt feeling like a second heat wave for how much balmy solar smelt gets caught in the fibrous mass. It makes me want to lay down, soak it all up and sweat it all off again. It makes me want to run, force the air to breathe on me for even a moment.

It makes me feel like taking cover from the swelter. And the stark contrast between sitting in the sun and basking in the shadows of the trees really can make a difference, especially if I do decide it's worth it to stir the still wind for even a moment by running around a little. Even if it does mean a little duck and dodge with the tall, green-graced beauties.

My family is my everything, but even I have to have a little bit of time to run, to satisfy that pure curiosity that creates and molds my mental state half the time. With that thought in mind, you might or might not see what I'm doing right now. Pouncing upon shadow after shadow, the patterns that surface on the forest floor as amusing to me now as they were when I was younger.

Not that I'm exactly "old", you know. But I'm about as young at heart as my very own child.

A slight shiver of anticipation calls me, rings through my bones and shakes off a layer of wetness. My whole body is aching to move for no apparent reason. And so I run.

Let it so be that a friend can be the one to stop me.


mezase, mukou, jiyuu zone e



s e n s e . t h e . i l l u s i o n


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