Morwenna led her horse along the trail with a strange feeling about the woods.  It was nothing that she could put a finger on, perhaps just an underlying solemness with being in such an ancient wood.  No doubt she was but a babe in age to some of these trees.<br/><br/>She paused at the edge of the clearing, looking around.  "What is this obelisk, Aysia?  What does it mark?"