Wednesday 3 April 2024

In the wood



“From the moment he entered it the wood seemed full of
noises. There was a smell of damp leaves and moss, and
everywhere the splash of water went whispering about.[...]
[...] the night breeze stirred the leaves; here and there a dead
twig fell. And there were more sinister, unidentified sounds,
from further away; sounds of movement.“
–Watership Down, Richard Adams


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