Back in the forest, back immersed in the magic of Burly Old, and magic it is, so strong you can feel it touching you. More and more I find places like these becoming havens of solitude and tranquillity in the ever increasing maelstrom of noisy dysfunction and madness that is our society, nay our whole civilization, as it crumbles under the weight of its own failure to evolve spiritually.
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