Now there was a problem that seemed far worse: there was a forest in the way. He had been walking for days without incident, without disturbance. Now there was a forest. The road went around, but around was not the right direction, so it stopped and … considered. His head tilted to the side, and he blinked, slowly, looking up at the large trees that sprung suddenly from the flatlands he had been walking on. There wasn’t much underbrush. The trees were tall and thick; underneath, it was too dim for most other plants to grow. A fine packing of leaves from the prior year’s fall carpeted the ground. The leaves on the trees were just beginning to turn colors—yellow and pale orange, mostly. There were no reds yet, but they would come soon. Dimly, he knew that there were dangers to the forest—that is probably why the road went around—but, more clearly, he knew that the way forward was the way that he was supposed to go.
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