The Forest of No Stars

The Forest of no stars. Its ruler is no one, for if there was a ruler there would be much war, yet a black castle-like building stands above the trees, dark and looming, its windows filled with a fire-like glow, as if someone did indeed live there. Total damnation from the White Kingdom, all the greedy, purely evil souls are forever lost. The paths to the White Kingdom are forever bared to them, for their sins outweigh their good deeds in life. It is pitch black, accept for the unnatural light of a stark white moon giving off just enough light to see clearly by. The wicked have their home here; still plotting their evil deeds, though aware that they are Dececed, and no longer have mortal bodies, but immortal souls. Many don’t even know how they came to be in The Forest of no Stars.