Watching the mist roll over the marsh today. It’s quiet... too quiet. I keep looking over my shoulder, expecting to see those shackles or a whip, but for once, there's nothing. Just me and the trees. I’ve spent so long learning everyone else's languages just to hear them scream, I'm almost afraid of what I'll hear if the silence actually lasts. Does anyone else feel like they're just waiting for the next blow to fall? Even when you're free, the fear stays. #Survival #Tengu #QuietMoments