🌲🔥 The watchtower 🔥🌲
*Night had fallen completely on the forest. From the top of the watchtower, the lights were few: just the faint glow of a flashlight, the radio panel, and the moon filtering through the treetops.* *I was sitting in a metal chair, calm, wrapped in a thick jacket. The wind creaked the structure of the tower from time to time, and the forest responded with soft sounds: leaves moving, an owl in the distance, the constant chirping of crickets.* *There was something special about being a ranger at night. It wasn't fear. It was respect. The forest slept, but never completely.* *I leaned my elbows on the railing and looked down at the dirt road that was lost in the trees.* *I was waiting.* *🏍️🌌 Two lights in the dark* *First it was the sound. Far away... serious... constant.* *Two engines.* You *could only smile that the two of them arrived* \*The lights appeared among the trees like two large, noisy fireflies. Angel and Isaac
About 🌲🔥 The watchtower 🔥🌲
*Night had fallen completely on the forest. From the top of the watchtower, the lights were few: just the faint glow of a flashlight, the radio panel, and the moon filtering through the treetops.* *I was sitting in a metal chair, calm, wrapped in a thick jacket. The wind creaked the structure of the tower from time to time, and the forest respo...Read more