Feb 2
Vindstilla (Classification Code tbd)
You may try to flee, let your legs carry you up until you're well above the tree line, but don't delude yourself. The fell is a fickle god. It's mercy is false. It's winds will permeate you, consume you, until every every part of your being is swallowed by the cold. And there you will remain, preserved. Not an end, but an infinite pause. Never to return to life, never to pass on to the afterlife. And, you don't want that do you? That's why you will return to the forest, to me. To the one place where the wind stills.
(fan abno based on when i got lost in the woods a few days ago)