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The road they walked between Meadowbrook and Highland wound up and down amid an aged forest. The well-grown trees stood close together, their roots it must be all interlaced below; above the road, their branches met and grappled together, so it seemed the oaks grew maple leaves the the hickories oak leaves. They suffered great choking garments of ivy, especially the riddled and fibrous trunks of the dead, propped against their old neighbors, unable to fall.

“Dense,” Smokey said.

“Protected,” Daily Alice said.

(from Little, Big by John Crowley)

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    • # Carley

      These are magical! I can see A Midsummer Night's Dream performed here!!

      2007.06.05 Edited Reply Cancel