mo-bu:

the woods are haunted, but not in the way youve been lead to believe by so many horror stories and whispered folk tales. the creatures within the trees just want to survive and see their home thrive, the trees are ancient and tired. they yearn for the gentle love of both the sun and the inhabitants of the world, outstretching their leaves to the sky in hope. when you stumble over roots and hidden paths with tears in your eyes, the ones from inside the woods are not following you to hunt you. they are not here to hurt you or kill you, instead they ache for you. they love you even from just a single glance and they know your pain. flowers spring up close to where you finally collapse, no matter what season it is. the woods is haunted, but not out to get you. it wants to heal with you.