It was mid-day; the sun shining high above. I looked around and saw trees dancing around in the wind. There was a rusted basketball hoop in front of the trees, a card the size of a business card softly floated over and landed in front of where I was walking. I had a questioning glare sketched on my face. I bent over and picked up the card. I turned it over and over, each side was blank. Figuring the card was useless, I flicked it away in the wind. The card swirled and danced flipping upside-down and reverse. I watched it in awe as words started to appear on the card, a different word every time. It read "There is an opening in the trees... Go." After there were no more words appearing, I looked at the trees. I stared in dazed amusement as there surely was an opening in the trees. I shakily walked towards it. Walking through brushing away cobwebs I tripped on a branch. I got up muttering incoherent words to myself and when I looked up my jaw dropped at the elegant and dazzling sight.
