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It was a beautiful day, but Tayui could not see it. Her own emotional turmoil coupled with the nature of the lands made it impossible to see the skies. Even if she cast her gaze skywards, she knew it would not register. Right now, nothing seemed like it was registering properly. Moreover, the area known to luperci as Ethereal Eclipse was a densely forested region, where not a ray of sunlight could penetrate. As she rested near a particularly old tree, she contemplated the meaning of this: there were infrequent clearings where the sun shone, but elsewhere, it was quiet and dark. The trees had grown tall and were almost barren near the forest base due to the lack of sunshine. It was strange but comforting. She liked that she had found a forest so riddled with contradictions; it reflected her mood well.
“Hello,” she shouted impulsively, flicking her ears forward to listen for her voice. “Echo, echo,” she added as an afterthought and she studied the way her voice moved through the trees. She then began to laugh, surprised she could even think such things. Her daughter was dead and all she could do was study the sound of her own voice. She was so self-absorbed.
Her laughter continued, growing quieter until it finally began to sound more like sobs than anything. Her daughter was dead and she was in an empty forest. Suddenly, the reality of her situation became clearer and she felt very, very alone.