Soft moss, peaceful trees and joyful life rule the woods. The moon shines over the entire land, soaking the darkest out from under the trees. Laughter and happiness all around. “Hippy-hop”. Rabbits bouncing from side to side. “Tweet” go the birds as they call their families to bed. The soothing sound of the crickets fills the forest with music as the rustling of the leaves play a backtune. Sweat, the smell of the forest berries take away all the hatred and pain. Observing the radiant colours of the merry flowers can change anyones mindset. Calm, the river flows into a waterfall as the butterflies frolic above it. Now as the woods draft of to sleep the man on the moon awakes to watch over it.
Dove and Aurora stroll through the woods, glow bugs mirroring the peaceful water surrounding them. The pebbles and the grass filled with small beautiful details such as swirls as if in a Japanese garden. An ancient tree 125 years of age, its beauty shining out of its hollows. The circular wrinkles on the aged trunk twist and turn as the door opens. The girls forced to cover their eyes and the lush grass bends back as the bright light from inside the tree awakens.
After a strong growl emerges from the trees leaves the light begins to slowly dim. The fist thing that the girls notice is the gold handrail. “Intact?” they both think to themselves. The fine details on the rail look exactly the same as the ones in the fine grass and the small pebbles in front of the door. They both look at each other with excitement as well as fear before taking their first step into this magic. SLAM! They both jump from fright as they look back at the closed door.
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