Sequoia Wood Circle

Enourmously tall trees loom high above your head. Their leaves are so far up, you can barely see them. Looking straight ahead, there appears to be acres and acres of tall barky tree trunks, surrounding you from all sides. You look up towards the sky, but you can barely even see it. You imagine the blue skies, and the warmth of the yellow red sun, bringing you pleasant thoughts. For a moment you are lost in your visions and contentment. Suddenly, you spot a snake to the northeast attempting to hide beneath some weeds. The darkness of night surrounds you. The heat makes it seem that the sun is out, not the moon.

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