In these ancient woods, the air hums with forgotten lullabies, where every breeze carries the sigh of a secret untold. Trees stand like wise sentinels, their leaves murmuring against the whispers of time.
Shadows stretch and play, an eternal dance choreographed by phantom stars hidden among the branches.
Have you ever paused to consider what dreams lie cradled in the hollow of a tree, or the thoughts a bird might have as it spirals above this sacred ground?
Paths untraveled lead to destinations unseen, as every footfall echoes in rhythm with the heart of the forest.