It's been a while. Four years exactly. I've been somewhere...resting...sleeping? The long hiatus has altered my purpose somehow. Everything is different.
The path? Finding the path again will be difficult, maybe even impossible. I'm fairly certain these aren't even the same woods! Significantly different terrain awaits me. The quiet is eerie and makes me uneasy. I'm blessed to still have my machete, at least. Rusted, but certainly still capable of cutting the necessary swath.
Into the woods!