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the dirt road seemed to go on through the trees forever, until there's a break in the leaves and branches, opening up into an old house. someone must live there, because there's a pleasant little vegetable garden and the flowers are all neatly trimmed. but everything seems so natural, so peaceful-- it's hard to imagine any human being occupies this place.
maybe you should try the door. it's unlocked, and someone inside might give you a place to rest your feet. if not, you could always try to find your way back by the dirt road, explore the forests, or rest in the shade.