In the place where he now stood, Neilix was unaware of the passage of time, the odd peacefulness of the dull fog made him feel as though this was his only haven. He had tried exploring this unusual endless cage but found it expand endlessly onward in all directions nothing changing in the white expanse of identical fog.
Although he was unaware of the passing time, age moved onward outside the humanity in his head. The warriors aged and became bards, elderly wolves died, and pups became adults. The trees grew taller and their surroundings changed, everything grew or shrunk in the time he lay in his time bubble. Yet nothing happened to him, this was his penalty; to live endlessly onward while those he knew and would have met died, he lived on blissfully, unaware of his previous life