The road less travelled always is peaceful
The lack of human corruption keeps it at it's most beautiful
As time goes on, the woods around you change as well
The changing of seasons bring more
During the spring, the trees and grass are growing
If you're quiet, you can hear it
Everything is the freshest at this time
Rebirth is at its peak and the beauty is just beginning
As the days begin, the air is crisp and clean.
The smell of dew on the grass is heavy
Fog rolls in the hills and lay distantly through the woods
As you walk, your feet...