Come closer. That's it, come into the woods. The trees are lovely aren't they? If it seems that they are watching you, it is because they are. Get to know them well because you will soon be one of them. Can you see the moss covering your limbs and feel roots spreading into the ground from your feet? Don't try to scream. Trees have no need of voices. The forest is your home now, but don't worry. I love my trees and take good care of them. With a little pruning, you will be my prize specimen.
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