OLIVER
There a small laugh and he shakes his head. "It is. Honestly? When I first arrived, I almost fell down the stairs in the middle of the night. Gods...it was bad. My eyes suck at night so that coupled with my poor memory of directions..." There was a grimace as he remembered the awful event. Grasping onto the railing in order to not fall down the stairs and possibly snap his neck. That would've been tragic. "Someday I'll visit the Greatwood, but trust me I wont go alone. I'd rather have someone else with me to make sure I'm as respectful as possible." The Fae were people he knew little to nothing about. He didn't want to accidentally disrespect their unique culture. He'd need a guide or at least learn a lot more before he ever dared to visit the Greatwood.
The spirits were a unique sort of people. Oliver couldn't get their purpose. Something just existed...to exist? It helped no one and also seemed to hurt no one. They also did nothing. "Can they talk with you? And....can you talk to things other than them?"
The spirits were a unique sort of people. Oliver couldn't get their purpose. Something just existed...to exist? It helped no one and also seemed to hurt no one. They also did nothing. "Can they talk with you? And....can you talk to things other than them?"
a disaster!
a massive mess
trying to not die
