Into the Night

Judas ARCHER

by the light of the moon, we run
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Another day, another new land. He and the two which he'd to these lands with remained settled within the weeping willows. They had found a hallow there, dug it out further. They looked out for one another and Judas soon had a hope his son would join him permanently along the side of Judas niece and nephew. Until then Judas was content to explore the southeast reaches. He'd be staying here for at least a few months and figured he might as well understand his surroundings better, especially with so much claimed land around.

The forest he found now was dark, hauntingly so with the thick fog stirring around him. Even on this sunny, crisp day, the fog was relentless, the sun completely blocked by the heavy canopy above. One might think the dark Archer would like the forest as dark as he but he did not. He found it oppressive, weighing on him. He couldnt imagine ever seeing Mother Moon in here. As he moved the branches reached out to grab him, seemingly getting closer and closer, crushing, confining.

He pauses, a quiver. Maybe still he would find some use within these dark tangles.
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