DC
Chapter 2: I believed, but not anymore. I watched the skies, I saw things grow. I knew that I was. I walked. I sat in the shade of a tree, out there. ]] The wild woods stretched around me : the creation outside my garden. I saw all the wildgrowth and the wilderbeings. Out of the shadows arose a dark figure, a wanderer, shrouded in a greycloak. I believed / / but not anymore. The wanderer talked to me, shrouded in the shade of the tree. I sat there and the wanderer did not, shrouded in the shade of the tree. The apparition that paced around me would move his thick gloved hands as he talked, the deep red(bright red) lining of the cloak flashes of colour otherwise colourless he moved ./silently and softly. I am . (I thought). /* unfinished */