Tag: tree

Wind plays in the trees’ bony upper boughs.
Look over there. What an incredible thing.
But I do like the countryside. I like the space and the quiet.
Didn’t you tell me you wanted to visit the sea?
The whole thing is too ridiculous.
But she has travelled too far and is a different person these days.
Nothing makes any sense. Things just happen, that’s all.
He is pointing the way to the world up ahead.
He has always felt most at home in the dark.
Don’t even walk in that direction.
Back there is the past. Up ahead’s the future.
Black clouds spill upwards against the pale sky.
The storm arrives at half-past noon.
It occurs to me this is a sign of the times.
You never know what people are like after dark.
But what do you do when you’re out in the forest?
If he can steady himself, he may yet survive; stranger things have happened.
The world is confusing, but the forest is not.
She hears nothing but birdsong, acorns dropping and the wind in the leaves.
But the world will ask us questions.
I think I like it better that way.
It is a time of beginnings for those who can make them.
It feels like we have the whole place to ourselves.
The forest is still and it feels a good place to be.
You can always change your mind later.
The tree looks like a tree, same as all the rest.
The forest is ancient. It exists outside time.
This is the landscape from a future that has already been and gone.
It’s obviously an honour, being invited to the woods.
He went where he wanted to go.
Will your people be angry with you?
I didn’t have to worry.