Her grandmother had always told her that if she was troubled she should find a place to sit by the water, and this was about the most perfect "sit by the water" spot she had ever seen. At once, she felt something begin to ease inside her. It was not long before she came to a laughing stream. ![]() She had often gone for walks in the woods with her grandmother, but none of the places they had visited had the sense of age that this one did in no place had the trees seemed so old, so. Something with bright wings fluttered past her. Above them the weaving of branch and leaf was so dense that only an occasional shaft of light pierced the gloom. Other mosslike things hung like streamers from the trees' lower limbs. ![]() ![]() A mossy substance, mostly green, but with patches of brown, orange, and red, grew thickly on many of the trunks.
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