Trotting into the forest seems to be a good idea at first. With the light filtering through the trees and the air was fresh. So you trot further in. Slowly as you trot further the light filtering in from the trees gets dimmer. Suddenly you realise that the forest is no longer light and that you have lost the path that you were following, in the deep gloom. The air no longer fresh in your nostrils, has a damp and musty smell. The smell of moss on damp wood. Panicing you race as fast as you could between the close growing oak trees. You trot through the froest before calming down enought to take a look around you. You notice that the light is a little less dim here and also that you are standing in a forest of huge, old apple trees - the heart of dimwood forest-.

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