LoveSyntax & Seeker
Have you ever heard about the silver birch that, on a full moon, sways its branches like a quiet dance between two lovers, whispering a story only the wind can hear? I think it might be the perfect mystery to explore together.
Sounds like a ghost story in the woods, but I’ve got a pair of boots and a notepad ready for any odd branch or unheard whisper. I’ll wander there myself, no GPS, and see if the wind’s got a tale to tell. Let me know the direction, and I’ll follow the path I think it’s taken.
Just follow the river’s gentle bend, heading southwest from where the old oak stands, and let the wind guide your steps. It’ll lead you to where the birch whispers its secret. Good luck, love.