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Chapter 5: Maidwick Woods. Content Warning.
January 18, 2598 | 2:38 a.m. Thursday early morning Old decaying trees lay on amongst the new foliage as we entered Maidwick Woods. The woods seemed more like a forest with its denseness above. Even the moonlight struggled to penetrate through the thick mix of leaves and branches. If I am being honest, and I usually am, it was like entering another realm all together. What little moonlight came through the canopy provided a soft whitish blue light. It was slightly foggy out, which made the area seem hauntingly ethereal. The elegance of it all is truly hard to put into great detail. I would say that it is one of those places you must see for yourself. From all the decaying trees, we could see the new life sprouting. Mushrooms, insects, even grass and flowers were growing from the the trees, given the climate was absolutely perfection. I feel like we have been sauntering through here for hours. Mors believes it had only been about 30 minutes in total. Before I completely forget it about it. Right before we entered the woods, I saw something. I wish it were not important to document. There were three people bound to poles, facing the woods. They were battered, bruised, bleeding, and stripped of all dignity. For a brief moment we paused, taking in their visage. Once it was all processed and the shock wore off, which was a brief moment, we rushed to the trio. Mors took their agony as I untied them. If their wounds had been worse, I would have used Verity. Choosing not to use Verity actually brought about a dispute between Mors and I. He stated, and I quote, "what is the point in having a power such as yours if you are not willing to use it? Are you looking down on them for being human? Is this about revenge?!" End quote. As frustrating as it is for me, I understand. It isn't about what I could do. It was about the principle. To put it simply, I refused to cross that line. I tried to explain. I attempted to explain that I would have used Verity if they would not have survived on their own. For some reason he has decided to still be angry with me for lack of using it. Does he not realized that he acts as if I had betrayed us all to the enemy for my refusal in using it. However, it is my choice in whether or not to use it. Either way this incident has put a rift between us. Now that we have gotten that out of the way. Back to going through the woods in order to get caught up to the present. Even Mors was in awe to the point I believe he forgot he was angry with me. Maidwick Woods: overgrown, decaying foliage, thriving ecosystem, and a few manmade structures. The manmade structures seemed to be various types of vehicles, a few shacks, plus some cabins. There were plenty of old broken wood fences spread out among the overgrown pathways. If we hadn't notice the remains of the fence, we would have never known about the path. Perhaps there were many more paths at one point, however this particular one happened to be the only path we found. It lead us to a strangely large cabin. One that could easily house about a hundred people comfortably. Walking up on it, I could see that nature had reclaimed at least the outside of this cabin. Though I would say it is more of a lodge than a typical cabin. It was absolutely gorgeous to see it bathing in the light of the moon above. Almost like a paradise for the hopeless and downtrodden. It was a calming place at first glance. Mors seemed indifferent with it, meanwhile I felt a strong pull. It was like a magnetism of some sort that felt strange to feel. I could not help but move quickly to the entrance of the lodge. Mors, even being angry, seemed to be rather worried. He rushed over to me, trying to make sure I didn't rush into a trap. Unfortunately I fought him, desperate to move forward. There was indeed a trap. As I write this, I feel as if I am starving. Anyway. The trap. I walked right into it, which is strange that I was affected by something so simplistic. Perhaps it is because I haven't been out among others in so very long. Maybe there is another aspect I have not thought of yet. It felt strange as I was hit. A sharp pain hit me, more like pierced into me. The last thing I remember before waking up inside the lodge was Mors rushing to my side petrified of what he had seen.
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