Endless land of conifer and shrub from before humankind has tendencies to never die. Now archaic jungle falls to the harsh blades of a digger sent by humanity to destroy without conscience. Raindrops dive from fallen leaves, and inky light drips from the sky to the ground in rhythmic patterns, creating a dusty atmosphere of confusion and greed.
What we see through the sad eyes of mother nature is dead leaves dried up, cluttering the floor of the sapling garden. Many deceased lives seem to gather in the middle of this fallen garden, harboring the secrets numerous others had entrusted them with. Their leaves wave to mother nature goodbye as they heave their final breaths, the gardens made by time, and the gardens destroyed by humanity now lay here in unrespected peace.
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