Sunlight struggles to penetrate the dense canopy of an ancient forest. Towering trees, some giants reaching hundreds of feet tall, have stood for millennia, their thick trunks like weathered pillars. Mosses and ferns cling to their bark, creating a tapestry of greens and browns. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, a richness that speaks of life and slow decomposition.
Beneath the boughs, the forest floor is spongy with a deep layer of fallen needles and leaves. Sunlight filters through in dappled patches, illuminating a world teeming with life. Ancient ferns unfurl like giant green hands, while strange fungi sprout in forgotten corners. In the understory, a thousand shades of green blur together - bushes, saplings, and delicate wildflowers pushing their way towards the meager light. The silence is broken only by the occasional chirp of a bird or the rustle of unseen creatures in the undergrowth.
