room25/Dirt Track

 25.1.2023 : ROOM TWENTY-FIVE : Forest Dirt Track

The dirt track continues for some way through the trees. Gradually the foliage becomes to overgrown and the dirt track ends in a thick wall of impenetrable brambles. You feel you have wasted time and are disappointed you must backtrack. A small consolation is had you not explored this route you would forever wonder where the dirt track led. Your curiosity satisfied you discover the way back does not take as long and does not seem so far as the track did before. 

As you make the internal decision to be more optimistic, your attention is guided to something sparkly on the floor. Half buried in mud is an ornate pin-broach made out of strange green metal. The broach is a simple, ancient design of a flat ring with a long thick pin, designed for holding a cloak in place. 

You take it with you, grateful for your luck and re-evaluating how the trip was not a waste after all because it has taught you a lesson of the forest. Optimism, acceptance, reward you with better experiences and open gates to world otherwise hidden to the miserable. 

The whole forest seems to change. A calm goes through the world. It seems the plants and animals have accepted your presence as you feel the shift. The air becomes a friend which you notice more than before. The sun shines. It is tranquil here.   

Eventually you arrive at the Forest Road. 

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