was forced to remind himself that the area was actually rather small. It didn’t feel small. It had the atmosphere of a much larger forest, with nothing at all visible through the trees and the green-brown haze of shrubs, ferns and brush. Once it had stretched over mile upon mile, and deer would have stepped through the thickets, unafraid.
the forest remembers, & the forest bends back time & space & semblance to create itself anew
