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The moonlight casting an ethereal glow on the forest floor, making the glowing mushrooms look like tiny lanterns scattered along the path. The air is crisp and clean, filled with the scent of damp earth and greenery, as I make my way deeper into the woods. My sneakers crunch against the gravel trail, the only sound breaking the stillness of the night. As I walk, the darkness seems to grow thicker around me, but the moonlight illuminates every step of the way.