Autopilot
Christopher enjoyed what the land had to offer, from the forest’s silence to the birdsongs. Soon, his feet started to wander on their own as his mind and body went into auto-pilot mode. Then all of a sudden, something caught his attention.
Was It A Tree?
Christopher was still in a daze of some sort when he walked in the direction of the thing which had caught his interest. Rather small and dark and almost as if it was hiding, it looked like a tree. Was it just another tree which was older, smaller and darker than the rest?