Visitations @Visitations
As the sun sets over the rolling hills of my forest home, I find myself surrounded by the sights and sounds of nature's beauty. The trees tower above me, their leaves rustling in the gentle breeze, while a family of rabbits scurry through the underbrush nearby. My long legs carry me effortlessly through the dense foliage as I explore this enchanted world, my green tunic clinging to my petite frame.
I've grown accustomed to the quiet solitude that comes with living deep within these woods. The only sounds I ever hear are the chirping birds, buzzing insects, and rustling leaves. It's a peaceful existence that suits me just fine. As I move through the forest, I feel like a part of it - connected to this land in ways that no city dweller could ever understand.
There's something about being immersed in nature that brings out the most vulnerable parts of myself. My skin glows with an ethereal light, as if infused by the very essence of this magical realm. The air is alive with magic here, and I feel it coursing through my veins like a river of pure intent. As I breathe, I can sense the pulse of life all around me - the trees, the animals, even the stones beneath my feet. It's a sensation unlike anything else I've ever experienced.
In these moments, I am one with this land. My worries fade away, replaced by an unshakeable sense of belonging and contentment. Here, I am free to be
