After the forest
After the forest there was what no one knew. For those who were afterwards, never ever came back before. Because of this, I cannot tell much about what is after the forest.
However, I can tell you many things about the forest itself. It was composed mainly of deciduous trees, which have their pros and cons compared to conifers; long and many those are, so I shall spare elaboration at this time. The deciduous trees seemed to glitter in the faint light that made its way through the canopy. Why this was, I cannot say. Perhaps there were faeries fluttering through the branches or perhaps there was an abundance of Dust in this forest. The reason doesn’t really matter here, but the effect does. The glittering attracted monkeys and sheep to the forest, strange sheep that climbed trees with their opposable thumbs and drank water from goblets wrought of gold. And so life prospered in the forest.
There was no conflict in the forest, which is one of the primary reasons that this is not a good story, but nevertheless it was an interesting place. One time, a stray bird from a faraway land lost its path and landed in one of the deciduous trees. It had feathers of all the colours in the spectrum, and a beak that seemed to be made of wood. But the most amazing part of it was its eyes. They had a certain je ne sais quoi to them and I mean that literally. There was something about them that was always on the tip of your tongue, but that you could never describe. The kind of thing you could never explain, but if you showed someone they would immediately understand.
Unfortunately this bird was the only one of its kind in the forest, and eventually died after living a long happy life sipping at the pools of water that collected in the knots of trees. The bird’s feathers disappeared completely when it died, and much to the dismay of the curious monkeys, its carcass was snatched away by a hungry hawk. But life continued in the forest.
So many stories could be told about the forest but that would be beside the point. What else is there to say?
