A few pages of an old journal lay strewn across the forest floor, edges frayed and ink faded by time. How odd! The handwriting is steady but whimsical, marked by the occasional doodle of leaves…
A few pages of an old journal lay strewn across the forest floor, edges frayed and ink faded by time. How odd! The handwriting is steady but whimsical, marked by the occasional doodle of leaves…