It doesn't make sense. You'd think in a place as big as this it'd just... cut to the chase instead of turning people so damn complacent they barely remember themselves.

[ there's an unsettling weight as he steps a little further from the tree now. he's gotta shake it off. he doesn't need to rest as much as the warmth of the sun peering through the clearing tells him to. ]

So if the forest's using these people for something, what the hell is it? [ this magic shit is beyond him. ]