The only thing that is the alive in this forest are the memories of yesteryear, when the tree grew tall and mighty, the deer swarmed the forest floor, and sun soaked up the forest. Man, however did not care for the peace and burned the forest down in way of another city. Yet no city was ever built, and yet no tree ever grew. The earth is hard and coal black here, the sky is always covered with dark clouds, and the only trees that stand here are leafless and branchless not to meantion have been blackend by fire.
