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This is an excerpt from my fantastic story.
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Making my way through the thick bushes, I went along the trail of the green forest. And soon, I rejoiced in the clean air.
I saw a great oak that stood on the hill in the distance after I entered the forest.
It was the very oak about which I heard from stories.
I walked in the silence among the trees for some time until I turned down a path leading to the oak.
The meaning of my trip into the forest was to find this beautiful tree associated with many mythical stories. To see this tree was my irresistible desire, and I had taken the opportunity when I came to the forest.
It was nearly midday when I reached the oak at last.
I stood on the hill near the oak and viewed the endless forest with hills that extended down and around me. I decided to go round the oak and look at it attentively when I had taken a breath after the hard climbing on the hill. The oak had a big hollow at chest height. The mighty roots that were visible at the bottom went deep into the earth. The trunk of this tree preoccupied all my attention when I walked around the tree. I was greatly surprised when I stopped and turned around. The landscape of this green forest changed. The sun went down, and the shadows of trees became longer, so it seemed there was a six p.m. I saw a castle on a great hill.
I heard many fantastic stories earlier, but I didn't believe every story that someone told me. It would be especially true if someone's tale were about the moves in time or to another world. Also, I didn't believe in the stories about meetings with fairy-tale characters.
I didn't know what I could do in a familiar, but at the same time, unknown forest and the world. I hadn't confidence: what kind of meeting would have waited for me there if I had gone to the castle? As far as I knew, it would be too dangerous if I found myself, for example, in the Middle Ages. I decided to walk around through the forest, at first, and take a look around. "Maybe I will find an exit from this world as suddenly as I got here," I thought.
Walking for a few hours, I heard the insects in the forest and birds. The sun began to disappear beyond the skyline. This big forest became colder and darker. I looked at the castle on the hill. Its windows, which seemed very small from a distance, lighted up.

Description

This is an excerpt from my fantastic story.
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Making my way through the thick bushes, I went along the trail of the green forest. And soon, I rejoiced in the clean air.
I saw a great oak that stood on the hill in the distance after I entered the forest.
It was the very oak about which I heard from stories.
I walked in the silence among the trees for some time until I turned down a path leading to the oak.
The meaning of my trip into the forest was to find this beautiful tree associated with many mythical stories. To see this tree was my irresistible desire, and I had taken the opportunity when I came to the forest.
It was nearly midday when I reached the oak at last.
I stood on the hill near the oak and viewed the endless forest with hills that extended down and around me. I decided to go round the oak and look at it attentively when I had taken a breath after the hard climbing on the hill. The oak had a big hollow at chest height. The mighty roots that were visible at the bottom went deep into the earth. The trunk of this tree preoccupied all my attention when I walked around the tree. I was greatly surprised when I stopped and turned around. The landscape of this green forest changed. The sun went down, and the shadows of trees became longer, so it seemed there was a six p.m. I saw a castle on a great hill.
I heard many fantastic stories earlier, but I didn't believe every story that someone told me. It would be especially true if someone's tale were about the moves in time or to another world. Also, I didn't believe in the stories about meetings with fairy-tale characters.
I didn't know what I could do in a familiar, but at the same time, unknown forest and the world. I hadn't confidence: what kind of meeting would have waited for me there if I had gone to the castle? As far as I knew, it would be too dangerous if I found myself, for example, in the Middle Ages. I decided to walk around through the forest, at first, and take a look around. "Maybe I will find an exit from this world as suddenly as I got here," I thought.
Walking for a few hours, I heard the insects in the forest and birds. The sun began to disappear beyond the skyline. This big forest became colder and darker. I looked at the castle on the hill. Its windows, which seemed very small from a distance, lighted up.