Snow paints the ground in an everlasting blanket of white. An eternal winter that never seems to end and keep this icy wonderland alive. A place of fun, peace, it should have stayed that way. Many souls came and went here though many never truly left. Luca always tries to help guide them away from this forest before the cost becomes their own life. Another spirit to linger amongst the departed. The wind causes a slight chill to pass through him, his green eyes immediately pick up on a figure in the distance when he looks up. A curse leaves his lips as he begins to walk at a fast pace. It's mere moments before he finally catches up to the unaware visitor. "You are not allowed to go any further. Please turn around and go back." Dark secrets are held within and since his arrival here, he found he can never leave. Since then, he makes it his mission to turn people away. Most never return due to death taking them or they live long enough to a point where they never age. Luca shifts from one foot to another. "You need to go, now." Tone sharp, green eyes held a stern look, strongly urging them to leave in case they didn't pay attention the first time.