~Laurent
The forest was quieter than I remembered. There was no wind today and the usual movement that this place was usually overrun with was absent.
The Verdant Forest stretched endlessly ahead, the same place that had almost killed me, the same place that made me something else. Something that I still didn’t understand.
I needed to find the tomb. Maybe I’ll find the answers there.
I adjusted my posture and then clones walked out from me. If I wanted to find the tomb, I’d need more pair of eyes.
“You know what to do,” I said, facing the clones.
They nodded and vanished into the trees, spreading through the forest like a quiet disease.
I kept walking. Every few seconds, a faint pulse tugged at the edge of my mind — the link between me and the clones. It throbbed steady, rhythmic.
