[it's actually fairly obvious when he transitions into a different stage of grief: the landscape, which was already sparse and stark, nevertheless begins to lose colour, fading around him to greys and blacks and whites. the grief too becomes softer-edged, still present but not so keen. old mourning, indeed.

it's rockier here, and trees and plants start to appear again, which would be nice if they weren't horribly monochromatic...it's shifting into something that looks like part of the Cloud Recesses again, actually]