The wind is as cold as ice, and the trees are as hard as stone. Trees reaching higher than the clouds, with leaves falling down to the ground. Sticks falling down slowly off the tree giants. Grass as dry as dust and the sky as dark as space.
The squeaks of the animals hiding in the trees, and the screaming wind fills the dark quiet forest.
The endless paths going in circles make it impossible to leave.
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