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Dark and etheral, a bit muggy and there's a green hue to the light. Moss covers all the branches and several large rocks. Roots slither through the ground. Easy to trip over. It's quiet, with the sound of rushing water in the distance. A few birds are chirping. There's a bit of fog hovering over the lake, and a few ripples appear in the water. The ground is damp. It just rained. Leaves crinkle under my feet. Most of them are brown. Neutral tones surround me.

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