Drystan & Unseen
Ever notice how the most placid trails hide the strangest dangers? I always think the forest has a way of playing a slow, twisted joke on us.
You’d be surprised how a quiet path can turn into a prankster’s playground – one minute you’re following a babbling brook, the next you’re slipping on a mossy patch that turns out to be a hidden log. Nature’s got a wicked sense of humor, that’s for sure.
Funny how the quiet ones feel safest, yet they hide the trickiest jokes in the damp earth and twisted roots. The forest always has a secret punchline.