Attempting A Ritual.

I followed my father while he guided me through the grove. The nearby trees rattled as he walked next to them, as if they were voicing their disapproval in some regard.

Standing within this place is strange. I can feel this odd sensation flowing throughout my body, like I'm standing within a pool of water. The waves are running their way throughout my skin, but I am still me.

The grass made no noise when we stepped on it. When I turned to look at the path we had walked, I noticed that the grass shot right back up as soon as I removed my feet from it.

I can't shake this awful feeling of being watched. It's coming from every direction, but if someone was watching me then I'm pretty sure I could tell where they are. Even Kany has difficulties hiding from me, and she's an absurdly high level rogue.