dEEP WITHIN THE wOOD
tHE AIR IS hEAVY AND dAMP
WARM and THICK
I CAN HEAR THE insects WORKING intently
the LEAVES ARE TALKING their OWN PRIVATE LANGUAGE
THE SUN begins TO SPREAD IT'S light
TRICKLING into the DEPTHS.
DEEP within THE DARK world
WE are THE unWELCOME STrangers..
TRESPASSERS INTO A strANGE LaND..