The forest is always growing, always changing. The parting in the trees you saw from a distance could disappear by the time you finaly reach it. And most at that point would give up, having there goal shattered, would decide that instead of walking the path, it would be better to sit idly and expect the path to appear once more. I believe, that nomatter how much the forest morphs and ages, if you push through and continue your journey, you will reach an end more perfect than you could have ever belived possible.
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The Dark Place Where We Found Ours...
A woman finds herself taken by somthing to the dark place, a world between worlds.
