do you see what i see?

Áskell marveled at the autumnal canopy above him. Rich colors of orange and red stirred in the wind and created an almost soothing melody. It was strange that autumn should show so fiercely here when so much of the land was cloaked in winter. It was almost as if the seasons were rolling backwards. Hadn't most of the trees lost their leaves only weeks before? Try as he might Áskell could not find an explanation for this strange weather and while he was certain there was an explanation he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

His raven flew up into the trees, settling on one of the branches. Beams of light filtered through, dappling a few spots on the forest floor but it mostly remained dark. A wooded room with a ceiling of jeweled leaves. He continued along the paths, taking in the sights and smells of autumn and nursing a dull ache in his heart. He knew his father and brother had since left this life. He felt sorrow when thinking of them but his memory still failed to return. He could see the fuzzy shapes of their faces and wish they were here with him. Surely they'd have loved taking a walk in such a beautiful forest.

"Who's there?"

Áskell paused, ears flicking up. That voice sounded familiar… "It's Áskell, who's out there?"