Surprisingly, I found the Enchanted Forest. I did not know it even existed. In it, I discovered the most beautiful, tangible, and delicious things I have ever experienced.
It beckoned me with wonder.
I learn the origins of it and as I took a deeper dive into its history, I became more amazed by its life.
It was mesmerizing and simply magical.
I asked, “How can this exist? It is so simple yet so profound.”
I gingerly step on the forest floor as I wanted to not disturb its natural habitat.
I was lulled to sleep by the melodic wind and rustling of the leaves as I looked up at the starry night that enveloped the sky.
I awoke to the bright sunlight that peered through the forest branches.
As the days and months went by, I found its beautiful hidden gems and secrets.
Suddenly, a rumbling occurred and a painful cry echoed through the air as darkness superseded lightness.
Just then, I was no longer in the Enchanted Forest. I try to find the door to its opening although I am not able to find its trigger. Its memory is on my mind and that magical feeling lives in my heart.
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