Calyx looked up at the canopy spread up high in the air above him, the branches woven so tight sunlight rarely touched the ground. In this forest, you’d have to travel two miles to the south, cross a river, and turn east in order to find the nearest patch of sunlight. If you are lucky, a raven will cross your path and the numerous bears that live in the area will avoid you, and you will reach the clearing. In that clearing, there are a few patches of flowers scattered around, and the other members of the village have started a small vegetable garden there, in an attempt to gather more food resources. The vegetable garden wasn’t really thriving per se, but the village had managed to convince a couple carrots and potatoes to take root there.

His first step into the water nearly took his breath away with how cold the water was. Calyx grit his teeth and waded further into the river. After what seemed like an eternity, he scrambled up the bank on the other side, his wet shoes slipping and sliding on the grass. He had managed to not get swept away, which was one obstacle over with. Aside from the potential threat of bears, the only thing that worried Calyx was the possibility that there weren’t any vegetables to harvest in the garden at all. He sighed. There was no point worrying about it til he got there. He pulled out his compass to orient himself. It was a rather crudely made compass, but it worked to point him in the right direction all the same. Calyx took one last look around him, and turned east.