The forest is dark. The forest is deep. She isn’t scared but collected. She is the collector and she knows that darker and deeper the forest goes… Greater the adventure that she chose. Every step is transcendental. She collects so every part of the collection is fundamental.
Far…
Further…
When the collector wants something she gets it so therefor… She goes far and she goes further. “How can whispers be so loud?”she thought as she closed her eyes. She opened them to see the forest enlightened by little fireflies. She danced with the fireflies and how could she not… She was searching for adventure and that was what she got. And adventure was what she collected.
