[overlapping birdsong greets you as you step out into the woods, twigs snapping under your steps. the sunlight filters through a canopy of leaves above you, casting golden rays on various plants and small bugs and dancing on the glittering surface of a small pond ahead. only the woods and the deer are here to witness you. the sea of green surrounds you and dulls the irrelevant thoughts in your mind.]

[who are you, your reflection in the pond seems to ask. why are you here?]