The Forest That Dreamed of Being Ocean
Waves among the trees
At night, the forest swayed as if tides washed through it. Leaves shimmered like scales, and tree trunks bent like currents. A traveler sleeping among the roots awoke to the sound of waves. The forest whispered: We dream of movement, too.
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