[Don't Starve] Forbidden Knowledge

Chapter 1- Introduction

No one could even begin to think of what could have possibly caused such a horrible accident. Much less could they start to place the blame on any one person. All Wilson knew was that one second it was a lovely spring day, and the next all was lost to a sea of pitch darkness.

Spring was usually a very peaceful time for Wilson, and that was certainly true for this one in particular. The flowers were blooming, the birds were chirping, and the bees were buzzing loudly as they produced sufficient amounts of honey for himself and his friends to eat. The farms would begin producing food for them and the animals were too hostile from mating to be hunted, so there wasn't as much work to be done around this time of year, at least not for the first half of the season. This was exactly where they were in the year now, and it was a welcome break from the harsh winter they'd endured just weeks before.

The sun was shining brightly down on him and it felt unusually warm against his skin as he looked down on the chessboard in front of him, plotting his next move. Maxwell sat on the other end of the board, watching him intently. To the right of them in the garden by the beehives was where Wigfrid and Wes kept Wendy and Webber entertained. The children were very energetic, and so the two adults were very busy trying to keep them out of trouble. Woodie was off gathering wood somewhere, armed with a pile of sticks to ward off any possible werebeaver episodes. Wolfgang was with him, partially to help out and partially to help defend Woodie in case they were to accidentally piss off a treeguard.

Wilson tried to concentrate on the game in front of him, but his mind just would not allow it. His eyes flickered over to the board, then subtly up to Maxwell, then over to the garden where the children, Wes, and Wigfrid played. His mind wandered aimlessly and he found himself daydreaming, forgetting the chess game altogether eventually.

"Wilson." Maxwell's deep voice snapped the man out of his trail of thought. "What's on your mind?"

Wilson flushed slightly. "Sorry about that." The sound of his lover's voice made his heart skip a beat even now, and he felt himself begin to smile. "It's just hard to focus on such a nice day."

"I'll have to agree with you on that." The other replied. "This world has become much more beautiful by the day since your sister became the shadow queen."

Wilson winced. While it had been a full cycle of seasons since it had happened, the mention of Willow, his younger sister, becoming the ruler of shadows and therefore the land was still a bit of a touchy subject for him. "You're right."

"Ah. Did I hit a nerve?" Maxwell asked, leaning forward to rest his chin on one hand. "I didn't mean to."

"It's alright." The other replied, but didn't pull his eyes away from the scene in the garden. Wes had made flower crowns for the two children, who laughed with delight as they tried to braid some flowers into Wigfrid's hair. Normally, Wilson knew she would have gotten slightly upset with them since she wasn't a very big fan of flowery things, but she must have known that Willow would have done the same thing to her, so she went with it. Even after all this time, she was still as in love with that person as ever, and Wilson couldn't help but wonder how much longer her infatuation would last and if his sister still returned her feelings.

"I mean that, you know." Maxwell said, trying to get Wilson's attention.

"I know that." The other said the words with ease, and they were true. "I still worry about her sometimes, you know? How do you think she is?"

"The fact that she hasn't introduced any new giants or something else that would tear us limb for limb tells me that she's still fairly sane after a year and that you, my dear, need to stop worrying so much." The magician chuckled and leaned in slightly further with a flirtatious grin. Wilson shot him a sideways glance and returned the smile.