Tortain had simply decided to take a stroll. He felt nothing anymore as he was alone once again. He couldn't help but feel nothing. It was his natural response. His heart closed and he couldn't let anything try to get to him. Well he didn't want anything to get to him, simply because he didn't want to feel the hurt that it involved. So he took a walk in the forest next to his house. He wanted simply to see the country side. He didn't know what to do or where to go. So he just walked. He looked around and decided that after about an hour of straight walking that this was far enough in and he sat down and relaxed. Well he didn't relax, more he just sat there looking at the forest. He let out a sigh of air and looked around once more. Everything in here was peaceful and sincere. And for this moment everything was permanent. So he sat and admired it's beauty. Many would say it's not beautiful, rather it's disgusting. But he would disagree, because this was here way before humans were. He sighed though. Even some immortals would say this was disgusting and he was not sure as how to respond to that, because if some people that were immortal and had been around since before humans were found this disgusting then they obviously had an empty chest. He decided he would just sit and wait for a while...