the forest is alive with a wild beating heart.
the trees within it grow large, exotic and at a slow pace.
they're a shelter from the harsh rain drops spilt by angels that shoot from the sky and pound the grounds. they're shelter for animals; shelter for humans. they're shelter for all breathing things.
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Randomthis is story a bunch of different storys in a story, so each page you may read something different but if it's the same i will tell you. for example I would put like part 2 or something like that. hope you guys like all the different ones. thank yo...
