the moss climbed the gnarled trees, treetops lined with canopies of wild vines threaded with pearly raindrops. little kodamas clicked their heads as they basked in the morning dawn on the tree branches. the wind blew the foliage until it rocked like an ocean of deep green.
the forest was alive
a dying star was falling toward the forest
and the forest screamed
we won't catch you. you'll land a speck of sand and die a pile of dust unless you let yourself go and e x p l o d e
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