Trying to describe a fancy birch forest in the mornin
The sea of birch trees bathed in the glow of light shyly peaking from beneath the horizon, and the mellow splatter of the creek splitting the forest in two bubbled with the soft crunch of leaves from below ___'s feet. The air was crisp and warm, while the vast amount of leaves created a warm ceiling above, only letting shafts of the warm sunlight in.
A/N: Y'all imagine life without trees. Oh how terrible life would be. Personally, I'd say that a life without trees could not be fully worth it at all..
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So clearly we need to do more to help the environment.
