The forest does not call. It waits.
Silent, watchful, and old as forgotten gods.
And tonight, it opens... just wide enough to let *you* in.
What you find beyond the trees? That depends who finds *you* first.
The forest does not call. It waits.
Silent, watchful, and old as forgotten gods.
And tonight, it opens... just wide enough to let *you* in.
What you find beyond the trees? That depends who finds *you* first.