He closed the shutter, sat down on the tiled floor in the centre of the runic circle meant to aid him, and closed his eyes. The minutes passed as he delved deeper and deeper into his mind until he could enter his inner world. It was a vast forest filled with moss-covered stones, enormous ancient trees, and chirping streams. The ambience reminded him of Winterfell's Godswood in its raw and primordial form, but it lacked any signs of life.