Looking around, Twilight could see that on this side, the forest was slightly different. While the trees still looked like the same species, several of them were covered in low-lying branches that reached out like skeletal fingers. There was undergrowth here too; small colourless and scraggly bushes grew close to the tree trunks, their bodies obscured by the fog. Even the mist was different. There were more tendrils of black coiling through the white on this side.