Massacre of the Mind (open to all)

Elathon shrugs, looking around casually, the trees seemed... uncertain, like a part of him and been ripped away from the contact with Armagedon, but that wasn't it, they were showing confusion, he had never seen this before.

Nyght slowly turned to where his back hit the tree. He slid down it, not caring if the bark tore at his shirt and skin. He looked up at Elathon then back down and closed his eyes. Nyght sighed in contentment and fell silent emersing himself back in his thoughts.

Elathon shrugs, then swings himself into a nearby tree, leaving Nyght to his thoughts.

Nyght looked up at Elathon, smiling slightly before looking back down at his feet. He thought about what Elathon's words, and their meaning. Nyght stood and slowly made his way back through the forest.

Elathon, stays in the tree for a moment, wondering were such wisdom had arisen from, then promptly scolding himself for calling it wisdom before it is proven.

Presently he stands, and staying in the branches begins to walk casually in the direction Nyght left.