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How long has he been walking in this forest, now? It feels like… days. It feels like seconds. It feels like bells. The sky does not change, he cannot see it, hidden by the canopy as it is. The air smells… strange. Like fire and the unmistakable tang of magick, an undertone of honeyed sweetness and the gentle chime of laughter on a lazy Summer evening.