MischiefManaged

I only remember a fragment for today:

I’m in a fantasy setting , an archer, I look like some weird mix of Legolas and Daenerys Targaryen. I’m also a man. I’m running in a landscape that I would describe as a mix of Siberia, Canada and New Zealand and I am on my own. I have a feeling that I either have been abandoned by everyone or I left them. There is a strong feeling of complete and involuntary solitude.