[There are spring buds on all of the trees, which is an advantage. Alucard's eyes go upwards, his eyes seeking strange shapes in the canopy.]
When we find the right path, we'd do well to mark it with notches or some other indicator. Something our eyes will know to look for.
[Should eternal night fall again, they'll have their guideposts. Alucard's dark vision won't require any additional lights, and so there is their advantage.
There is a tree ahead that twists as an angle too severe, like it was growing upright, twisted 60 degrees, and then decided to grow upright again. Alucard puts a foot to the trunk, testing if it is hollow or not, and then scales the trunk of it as if it is the easiest thing in the world.]
A sign post by any other name.
[He'd be happy for the energy here to be different. The forest outside the castle back home is so very alive. He knows the wolf pack well now, the birds, tracks the deer population. Knows when the birds have returned home for the spring. Even during the time of the night hoards, there was terrifying life in the forests that snarled and spat, but it was still life. The forest here, the estate, they are sterile, even as they are bathed in the natural world.
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When we find the right path, we'd do well to mark it with notches or some other indicator. Something our eyes will know to look for.
[Should eternal night fall again, they'll have their guideposts. Alucard's dark vision won't require any additional lights, and so there is their advantage.
There is a tree ahead that twists as an angle too severe, like it was growing upright, twisted 60 degrees, and then decided to grow upright again. Alucard puts a foot to the trunk, testing if it is hollow or not, and then scales the trunk of it as if it is the easiest thing in the world.]
A sign post by any other name.
[He'd be happy for the energy here to be different. The forest outside the castle back home is so very alive. He knows the wolf pack well now, the birds, tracks the deer population. Knows when the birds have returned home for the spring. Even during the time of the night hoards, there was terrifying life in the forests that snarled and spat, but it was still life. The forest here, the estate, they are sterile, even as they are bathed in the natural world.
It should not be.]