A forested glen fell open before them. They stepped down an embankment to walk upon its carpet of golden leaves. Sunlight pierced the thick canopy, illuminating white-barked trunks, casting elongated shadows. The secluded forest was ancient, the air laden with a primal atmosphere. The songbirds fell silent as if holding their breath in the timeless vignette.
-- Excerpt from The Sheltering Stones
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