As you step deeper into the park, you find a pathway covered in a carpet of soft, green moss leading deeper into the forest. The trees tower above you, their branches intertwined in a canopy that casts dappled shadows on the ground below. The air is cool and crisp, carrying the scent of pine and earth. A small stream trickles nearby, its crystal-clear water gently bubbling over smooth rocks. You decide to follow the path, curious about where it might lead.
The pathway beneath your feet is soft and springy, cushioned by the lush carpet of moss. It winds its way deeper into the forest, the towering trees reaching skyward like sentinels guarding their domain. The canopy above creates a dappled play of light and shadow on the ground, with patches of sunlight breaking through every now and then to illuminate the carpet of moss and the surrounding foliage. The air is cool and refreshing, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth.
As you continue to follow the path, it begins to wind more erratically, twisting and turning deeper into the forest. The trees crowd in around you, obscuring the sky and making it feel as though you've stepped into a world of perpetual twilight. The moss-covered path grows less distinct, becoming more of a suggestion than a guide. It's clear that you've lost your bearings, but the lush, enchanting surroundings are impossible to ignore.
As you wander deeper into the heart of the forest, you begin to hear a faint rustling noise coming from the nearby brush. It sounds like leaves being crushed beneathfoot, but there's an urgency to it that sets your heart racing. You quicken your pace, hurrying to investigate the source of the sound.
The source of the sound is...