He walked through the enchanted forest beckoning him into its pulsing heart, it was irresistible, the pull which he felt pulling him into the deepest parts of the forest, the beauty of the forest was like one straight out from one's fantasy or a fairytale, walking in slow steps he heard a haunting ballad of ancient song sang with the melodious voices calling out to him, it was a voice he had missed, a voice he could easily recognize no matter where he was or how much of time they had spent apart from each other's embrace.
The forest he entered was oak-brown and primitive, the grasses he stepped on were crackly beneath his feet because of the recent dry spell. he gazed with a smile on his face at the size and majesty of the trees, their knotted arms rose ever upwards, as far as his head could lift, they were like hoary fortresses and stood proudly, the chirping orchestra of birdsong echoed through the forest.
