The forest floor is carpeted with fallen leaves, their muted browns and yellows softened by the dappled light. Tall trees, mostly birches with pale, textured trunks, stand in quiet rows, their branches forming a natural canopy. Sunlight filters through the foliage, creating a warm, golden glow that illuminates patches of the path ahead. The light catches the edges of leaves and bark, casting long, gentle shadows. The air feels still, as if held in the quiet between the rustle of leaves and the distant hum of nature. The path winds gently forward, inviting a slow, contemplative walk through the woodland. The scene is alive with subtle movement — the sway of branches, the flicker of light — yet remains deeply still, a moment suspended in the forest’s rhythm.
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