Far away, farther away than the constraints of war, of peace, and of magic, the Seer's vision has extended.

At ground level, through the air, and between the tree branches, she inhales the mist of a deeper look, and pauses.

At once, a path becomes illuminated in the darkness of a distant forest floor.

"I have found her," whispers the Seer, as the glowing path has made itself known, recently graced with the delicate footsteps of our heroine.

Not yet strained or fatigued, but reinvigorated, the Seer smiles for the first time in many days.