Imagine a thick forest of trees on the night of a full moon, in summer. A warm breeze cools your skin from walking in the darkness, with only the moon to light your way. As you weave in and out of the trees, following no path, they give off a faint woody perfume; and you can smell the rich, dark loam being crushed under your bare feet. You come
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